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Hands down, she possessed the most gorgeous pair of eyes I’d seen in my life.
“I’ve got your back.” “No, you got my head,” she croaked out. She glanced down at her body and sighed. “Actually, I think you ruined all of me.” Thank fuck for that, because you’re ruining all of me right now, I thought to myself.
I needed to get my head in the game. Problem was, I left it with Shannon Lynch.
“I have an all-nothing attitude,” he replied. “I’m either all in with something or I’m not wasting my time. There’s no point doing something half-arsed.”
Oh god, his face was the best face I had ever laid eyes on.
“You’re safe,” he whispered, cupping my cheek in his hand, eyes boring holes straight through my soul. “I promise.”
And in the middle of it all, I could only see him. This boy.
No, he was perfect. God hadn’t made a single mistake with this particular boy.
Shannon Lynch utterly disarmed me.
I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect her.
She looked so vulnerable and uncertain that all I wanted to do was wrap her up in my arms. My heart was on fire.
“And you’re the one who told me to be her friend,” I accused. “Well, I was wrong,” he chimed. “You can’t do it. It’ll never work. Give up now.” “Yes, it will,” I hissed. “It has to.” “Why does it have to work?” he asked. “Because I need her—” I shook my head and expelled another frustrated breath. “Because I want to keep her in my life.” “You want to keep her, period,” Gibsie countered. “Because you are ass over tit in love with that girl.”
“You would do that for me?” she asked, voice soft. I would do pretty much anything for you.
Because of her. Because when she jumped, I flew clean off the ledge after her.
She giggled and, Christ, it was a lovely sound. Shannon didn’t do enough laughing.
“But just so you know?” he added. “She’s always been your Shannon.”
“I don’t know what I am anymore. I don’t know what the fuck is happening to me.”
“Binding thirteen,” Gibsie snickered as he tore off way too fucking fast for comfort. “Little Shannon blew that shit clean out of the water.”
“Make promises,” I breathed, heart slamming against my rib cage. “Please don’t.” “I just did,” he told me unapologetically. “It’s out there, and I’m not taking it back.”
My feelings were terrifying me. His words. His eyes. His actions. He was throwing me. I was losing myself.
“I don’t care,” he slurred groggily. “I got what I wanted.” “And what was that?” I asked. “To embarrass your mother?” “You,” he slurred. “I got you.”
“I’m only ever thinking about you,” he replied. “Only you.”
“If you never picked up a rugby ball for the rest of your life, it wouldn’t matter to me.” “I think I need you for keeps,” he slurred. “I think I need you for keeps, too,” I confessed.
