____________________________..."Okay, tell me now. Tell me why it's like this." Rowan sat on the edge of the table, swaying back and forth. He was drunk. So was I. It reminded me of what happened the last time we both were in the same room drunk. Don't go there, Rory. But why not?We are married, aren't we?I should be able to think whatever naughty and inappropriate thoughts I want to think about my husband and the love of my life. I have a legal document that says that I have the right to do it. It's called our marriage certificate. Then why the hell am I trying to stop myself when I should not be? God, my head hurt!"Tell me why," Rowan said."Ain't nothin' but a heartache..." I sang."Tell me why," He sang back."Ain't nothin' but a mistake...""Tell me why...""I never wanna hear you say...I want it that way." I sang at the top of my lungs with a drumstick as my mic. "Okay, you had your concert. Now tell me the truth." Why does it seem like Rowan is much sober than
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