Falling for a John
"Let me see your hand."
I grip the steering wheel tightly, revealing a few busted knuckles. "I thought we've been through this. You're not my damn doctor, assistant, caped crusader, fortuneteller, or my friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. You're just..." I trail off, referring to him as Lennox.
I swallow hard, feeling a lump in my throat, and then I take a chance to look at him.
He wears the same understanding expression as always.
So I continue, "It would devastate my mom to hear what he said. You know that, right?"
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