Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen #4)

by Chloe Walsh

Do it, she mentally dared me, see what happens. Beyond fucking irritated, I glared down at her, equally unwilling to be the first one to give in and speak. Releasing my hand, she gave me one final hard look before backing up a few steps, and then, with that sexy fucking nose cocked in the air, she turned on her heels and walked off. Fine. Blowing out a frustrated growl, I turned on my heels and walked towards the PE hall, but only managed to make it about five steps before swinging back around. Goddammit to hell! I could hear Rambo and the lads cracking up with laughter, and making the mandatory whipped sound as I trailed after my girlfriend like a fucking puppy. Jesus Christ. When I caught up with her at the door, she didn’t look behind her when she slid her bag off her shoulder and held it out. Jaw ticking, I begrudgingly took her bag and slung it over my shoulder. Clearing her throat, she folded her arms across her chest, and inclined her chin to the door. Biting back a growl, I stepped around her and held the door open. “Hm,” she huffed prissily before sauntering inside. Resisting the urge to swing the door shut on her ass, I ground my teeth together and followed after the girl who had a firm hold on my heart – and my nuts.