You’re not listening to me. God, sometimes, Mouse you make this shit for a guy so difficult. You take this in over the next two weeks. I’m not goin' anywhere. Never again. You gota live with that now. This is happening, baby. I didn't find you again just so I could have my heart ripped out twice. It’s staying there and you’re being wrapped up in it. So you've two weeks to get used to it then I’m back and we’re figuring this out. In the meantime, we talk, we text and you get your head together so we’re on the same page.”
“You and me. We aren't dating.”
“Damn right we're not. We’re way past that.
