Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

I was fairly sure I heard Johnny mutter the words dear god, no under his breath moments before several of his teammates came barreling toward us, disrupting everyone in their seats as they pushed through the crowds and settled in the seats in front of ours. “Well, if it isn’t I’m Too Busy to Go to the Cinema,” one of them scoffed, tossing a piece of popcorn at Johnny’s head. “You lying bastard. You weren’t too busy. You had other plans.” “Yeah,” another one snorted. “Other plans to get his dick—” “Finish that sentence and I’ll wring your bleeding neck, Pierce,” Johnny growled, tossing a handful of popcorn right back at them. “Now, turn around and fuck right off.” “Ah, don’t be cranky, Cap,” another one chuckled. “You could’ve told us you had a date with your little girlfriend.” “We would’ve understood.” “Jesus, we wouldn’t have blamed ya.” My face burned with heat, and I had to clasp my hands together to stop them from trembling at the thought. Date. Girlfriend. He didn’t deny it, Shannon. He’s not denying it. “Would ye mind yer own bleeding business,” Johnny snapped. “Jaysus, I can’t take a piss in this town without making headlines.” Oh god. “We can leave if you want to,” I gingerly leaned in close to whisper. If you’re embarrassed to be seen with me. “I won’t mind.” “What? No!” Turning to face me, Johnny shook his head. “No, Shannon, we’re not going anywhere.” Clearing his throat, he added, “I want to be here with you. It’s these other spanners I’m having a problem with...