Karen tried to steady Franklin, but he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He kept touching her, reckless and insistent, and she wasn’t resisting.She glanced at Steven and Kelly. They understood immediately. “You two can go ahead,” they said.“Babe, you’re already drunk,” Karen murmured, guiding Franklin up. “Let’s go to the room.”“Don’t call anybody ‘babe’ except me,” Franklin blurted, anxious and slurring. “Not even my grandfather. I’m begging you, Christy.”Steven and Kelly stiffened. Karen went still, surprised, but said nothing. She helped him to his feet and promised, “I won’t. I’ll only call you ‘babe.’”“I knew it,” Franklin bragged, leaning into her. “You only love me.”Karen supported him as he staggered out of the private room, leaving Steven and Kelly behind.“Our homie is gone for real,” Steven said after a beat. “He’s crazy about Christy.”Kelly let out a weak sigh. He couldn’t understand it either—how the Franklin he knew, the one who never cared, was suddenly unravel
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