Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

“You’re my best friend and this prick has been disrespecting you for months.” “Let him,” I replied calmly, catching Hughie’s eye and gesturing for him to get his arse over here pronto. “I don’t care, and neither do you.” “Oh, I care,” Gibsie snarled, eyes locked on Cormac. “Get this mental case away from me or I’ll kill him,” Cormac seethed, wiping a trail of blood from his mouth. “You’re a fucking lunatic, Gerard Gibson.” “You’ll do nothing,” I snarled, glaring at Cormac as I took a protective stance in front of Gibsie. Bella, who had been screaming her head off to the side, decided this was the perfect time to slip around me and get in Gibsie’s face. “You prick,” she screamed, slapping him across the face. “Don’t you dare touch him.” “Get out of his face,” I warned her, shoving my best friend behind me. “Now.” “Or what?” she hissed, slapping me across the face. “You’ll set your guard dog on me, too?” “Did you enjoy that?” I seethed, not even flinching. “Because that’s the only way you’ll put your hands on me again.” She reared back and slapped me again. I laughed into her face. “Go on. Go right ahead. Hit me all fucking night. It won’t change a thing.” “Stop,” Cormac commanded, pushing her behind his back. “Don’t hit him.” “He deserves it,” she screamed. “Because I don’t want you?” I tossed back and laughed. “Oh yeah, because that’s how life works.” “Don’t make me call the Gardaí on ye!” the older woman behind the bar screeched. “Pack of little gobshites.”