Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

I’d long since grown tired of begging for love from a man who, in his own words, never wanted me.

I always knew when there was a storm brewing at home. I could always sense it. It was like a sixth sense of some kind, warning me and alerting my body to danger and pain.

You could love this girl your whole life, the crazy thought persisted inside my brain over and over, if you just let yourself.

“Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned, dropping his head in his hands. “Of course, I like you.” He tugged on his hair and sighed. “I think it’s pretty fucking clear that I’m mad about you.”

One of these days, I was going to get out of this house. And when I did, I was never going to come back.

“I don’t agree with your choices,” I croaked out. “But I respect that they are yours to make.”

“Don’t lie to me,” he coaxed. “Then don’t make me,” I pleaded,