Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

A gentle tap on my shoulder drew my attention away from my phone call. Spinning around, I looked up and locked eyes with Johnny. “I can take you home,” he said, blue eyes locked on mine. “Huh?” I opened my mouth but nothing but blabbering came out. “My car’s parked outside.” He inclined his head toward the entrance. “I can take you home.” “I, uh, I…” Shaking my head, I sucked in a sharp breath and tried again. “No, no, that’s okay. You don’t have to do that.” “I know I don’t have to,” he replied slowly. “I’m offering.” “Do what?” Joey barked down the line. “Shan? What’s going on? Who are you talking to?” “Oh, ah, just this guy from school,” I explained, face burning with heat. Johnny arched a brow. I flushed bright pink. My reaction brought a smile to Johnny’s full lips. “Guy?” my brother demanded, drawing my attention back to our phone call. “What guy?” “Just a guy I know,” I squeezed out, tone pitchy. Biting down on my bottom lip, I glanced up at Johnny and said, “Honestly, it’s fine. You don’t have to drive me home.” “Hold up—who’s driving you home, Shannon?” Joey barked down the line, distracting me once more. “Why are you talking to guys old enough to drive you home? You’re fifteen!” “I know what age I am, Joey,” I shot back, nerves frazzled. “Look, relax.” Pressing my palm to my forehead, I said, “I’ll wait here until my bus comes.” “Put him on the phone,” Joey ordered. “What?” I gaped. “Who?” “The lad who’s just a guy you know with a car,” he spat out, throwing my w...