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“Listen here, Joey Lynch.” Sitting upright, she grabbed my chin and turned my face to look straight at her. “I saw you first. You’remyfriend, not his. So, stop worrying about my dad, and start focusing on me.”

“Technically, your dad saw me first—“

“You’remine, okay?”

“I’m not yours, but whatever.” Huffing out a breath, I attempted to fold my arms across my chest, only for Molloy to loudly clear her throat expectantly. “I’m here, like you want, I’m staying for the fucking film, like you want, but I draw the line atsnuggling.”

“Snuggle me.”

“No.”

“Do it.”

“It’s not happening, Molloy.”

“Snuggle me, Joey.”

“I said no.”

“Snuggle me or I’ll scream.”

“For fuck’s sake, fine,” I snapped, lifting my arm up for her to nestle into my side. “There. We’resnuggling. Are you happy now?”

“I will be,” she cackled, shifting closer to drape her long legs over my lap. “Once you do one more thing for me.”

“Oh Jesus, what?”

“Tell me that we’re friends.”

“Molloy.”

“Say it, Joe.”

“Why?”

“Because it matters.”

“To who?”

“To me.”

Jesus Christ.Shifting uncomfortably, I let my shoulders sag before mumbling, “We’re friends.”

“What was that?”

“We’refriends.”

She laughed. “I was hoping for something more along the lines of ‘Aoife, you’re my dearest, sexiest, most lovable, bestest friend in the whole wide world’.”

“Don’t push your luck.”

“But I’m your favorite, right?” With a teasing lilt to her voice, she said, “Your favorite friend?”

“Yes, fine! Whatever. Christ,” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. “You’re my favorite friend, with my favorite legs.”

“Well, now see, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she laughed, reaching up to pat my cheek. “And just so you know, Joe?” She leaned in close and pressed a kiss to my cheek. “You’remyfavorite friend, with my favorite everything.”

Well shit.

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