Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

Johnny’s body visibly tensed. “What?” Tossing the ice pack on the floor, he balled his hands balled into fists at his sides as he turned to glare out the glass, revealing the number 13 on his back. He took a step forward, stopping just shy of the door when Gibsie clamped a hand on his shoulder. “You’re fucking kidding me!” Johnny roared, reacting to whatever his friend was whispering in his ear. Johnny’s head turned in Ronan’s direction before quickly snapping toward me. His eyes landed on my face, and holy crap, he looked livid. It was only a fleeting glance and he quickly turned his attention back to Ronan. This time I could clearly hear what he was saying. “I’m going to give you a five-second head start, prickface,” he roared through the glass panel. “And then I’m going to cut your cock off and feed it to you.” “Fuck you, Kavanagh,” Ronan shouted back, but his face was much paler than earlier. “You can’t touch me.” “One,” Johnny barked. “Two, three, four…”