Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

Thank fuck for that, because you’re ruining all of me right now, I thought to myself.

She was just so fucking pretty.

It wouldn’t happen again. Not on my goddamn watch.

Shannon Lynch had eyes the color of midnight blue that wouldn’t stay the fuck out of my head.

“Johnny, Johnny?” one of the women crowding us called out. “What’s your relationship?” “Private,” Johnny shot back coolly.

I wanted Shannon Lynch. And worse than wanting her, I really fucking liked her.

“You are so concerned with fighting the bullies at school, Mam,” I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, “when the biggest bully of them all lives under this roof.”

“What happened?” he demanded, glaring down at me. “Who the fuck made you cry?” “What?” I breathed, shaking my head. “I’m not crying.”

“Your eyes are red and swollen,” he deadpanned. “You’ve been crying.” His eyes moved to my cheek. “The fuck happened to your face?”

“Give me a name,” Johnny growled, dropping his hands to his hips. “And I’ll take care of it.”

“What—no! I’m grand,” I quickly replied. “I have allergies.”

“Me too. To assholes and bullshit,” Johnny snarled. “Now, tell me who made yo...

My hands twitched on the wheel as I fought the urge to pull her onto my lap and hug her.

“Look at me.” I didn’t. “Look at me,” he repeated, tone calm and coaxing. I couldn’t. I felt him shift beside me and then his fingers were on my chin, tipping my face up to his. “You’re

safe,” he whispered, cupping my cheek in his hand, eyes boring holes straight through my soul. “I promise.”

“Now,” I sneered, glaring down at their faces. “Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?”

“I want to be here with you. It’s these other spanners I’m having a problem with.”

AWWWWWWW

“Bye, Johnny.” “Bye, Shannon.”

They want each other so bad AGH

“Someone touched you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, placing his fingers on the marks. “I want to know who.”

Releasing an unsteady breath, I reached up, grabbed Johnny’s neck, and pulled his face down to mine. And then I kissed him.

“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.”

“Johnny?” she whispered. “Yeah?” “Hi,” she breathed, edging closer. “Hi,” I croaked out, fisting her duvet so tightly I was fairly sure I was going to rip the fabric. “Johnny?” Shannon whispered again. “Yeah?” “I’m going to hug you now.” She hitched her leg over mine. “Is that okay?” Don’t do it. You’ll never get over this girl. “Yeah.” I exhaled a ragged breath, feeling my heart smash against my rib cage, as she hovered above me. “That’s okay.”

“I’m wearing blue, not pink. No need to wink at me.” With a devilish grin etched on his face, Johnny leaned into my ear and whispered, “I reckon I can make those pretty cheeks of yours turn pink.” I turned scarlet. “Wh-what?” “Too easy,” he laughed, thoroughly delighted with himself.

But I already felt like I was drowning with her. That’s how consumed I was in this girl. That’s how much I loved her. Fuck.

“Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”