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I’d wanted him to kiss me today. I wanted him to kiss me right freaking now. I wanted to throw my rules and rationality out the window.

And though I knew it was a horrible, potentially catastrophic idea, a sizable percentage of me didn’t care.

If I Have My Way

Matt 8 weeks, 6 days

My office was silent but for the scratch of my pen in my checkbook.

Pay to the order of John Banowski in the amount of Ten Thousand and 00 cents.

The scribble of the pen as I signed. The rip-c***k of perforated paper teaaring.

It had been nearly six years since John Banowski first showed up on my doorstep with an open palm and a smile to rivio the devil himself.

I couldn’t call him my father. I couldn’t call him anything but a waste of skin.

Six years ago, vincenthad broken out, hit number one on the New