"How are you, Miss Hunter?" Johnny asked from the other side of the suite's door. "More tissues? Something else to take the edge off?" "You're not authorized to enter this room," I said, numbly staring at the suite door.I was seated directly in front of the door, where I had been all afternoon. Day was turning into night. A million tear stained, snot-filled tissues surrounded me. I was such a fuck up. Calling Edward was a stupid idea. "You let me worry about that," said Johnny, turning on the charm. "If you're hitting on me, let's just skip that part. You'd come in here. I'd rock your world," I told him frankly and he chuckled. "I was thinking more along the lines of tequila, but sex works too. It's not wrong to want someone to hold you, you know," he said, and I swear he almost sounded sincere. Then so did Edward when he picked up the phone five minutes ago and said hello. I said hello Mr. Hunter with so much hope in my bosom. Billy warned me not to go looking for our father,
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