Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

A soft knock on the door startled me and caused both of us to spring up on the bed. My eyes darted to the three sleeping girls and then back to Claire. She stared back at me, wide-eyed. “Girls,” a familiar muffled voice came from the other side of the hotel room door. “Let me in.” Claire held a hand up, motioning for me to stay where I was, before sliding off the bed and tiptoeing across the room. “Gerard?” she whispered, pressing her ear to the door. “Yeah, it’s me, babe,” Gibsie’s voice came from the other side. Thank god. Scrambling off the bed, I hurried to the door just as Claire pulled it open. We both winced when the hallway light almost blinded us both. “Hey,” Gibsie acknowledged as he stood in the doorway wrapped in a coat and beany cap. “Thought you’d be up.” “What’s happening?” Claire quickly asked him. “Have you heard anything?” “Is Johnny okay?” I demanded. “Is he out of surgery yet?” “Were you talking to his parents?” Claire asked. “Is his mam with him?” “Is he okay?” I repeated, voice rising. “One at a time, girls. Christ,” Gibsie muttered as he stepped back into the hallway and gestured for us to follow him. We both went without hesitation. “I just got off the phone from his dad,” Gibsie stated as he leaned against the wall, looking pale and exhausted. “This goes no further than the three of us,” he added, casting us both warning glances. “Is that clear?” We both nodded. Gibsie, in turn, nodded wearily. “He’s out of surgery. Everything went fine,” he quickl...