“Off. I was mad at Johnny for not being in love with me, even though he was turning out to be a sneak, and I was furious at Dolly for horning in on my territory. The argument could be made that she didn’t know I was interested in Johnny, but I wasn’t in the mood for generosity. Mostly, though, I was mad at myself for falling for another guy. Love always ended badly for me. I couldn’t even fall for a fiberglass statue without it ending poorly, for the love of Betsy. I was so caught up in my d...ark mood that I didn’t notice Brando stroll out of the woods, and I walked smack into him. “Oh! Sorry.” This was my first face-to-face encounter with him, and based on the carnivorous once-over he gave me, he seemed to be enjoying it a great deal more than I was. “Not a problem. Where are you going in such a hurry?” He grinned and winked. “I’m not a big fan of fireworks.” “Mmm.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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