Mackenzie's P.O.V.
"Who is it?" I skip the stairs down as I hear the bell ringing. Emily opens the door and reveals-
"Sam?" I quietly mumble after he gets in. He looks at me and a toothless grin spreads on his face.
"Hey, Mackenzie."
"Uh, Johnny isn't at home. He's at office-"
"I know, I know." He waves his hand on the air. "Actually, I'm not here to talk to him, I'm here to talk about him. To you." And then he flats down on the couch like it's his own home and gestures me to sit in front of him with his hand. "Why don't you take a seat?"
I furrow my eyebrows. I'm feeling like I'm the guest and not him. Still, I go and take a seat.
"So, what do you wanna talk to me about?" I ask, trying to make things clear of his sudden appearance.
"About Johnny, I told you that." He rose his eyeb
