Binding 13 (Boys of Tommen, #1)

by Chloe Walsh

“How long has it been?” “Before Christmas,” I quickly replied before saying, “but that’s not the problem here.” “Jesus, Kav, I’d say that’s a very big problem, lad.” Gibsie let out a low whistle. “Have you tried lube?” “What—no! Stop talking about my dick,” I barked, then ran a frustrated hand through my hair. “It’s her, man. You were right. I am completely fucked in the head, and I need you to stop me from doing something stupid with that girl.” “Which girl?” “Which girl do you think, asshole?” I snarled. “Shannon.” “Oh, that girl.” Gibsie chuckled. “The resurrectionator.” “Stop laughing. It’s not funny. I need your help,” I snapped, flustered. “And ‘resurrectionator’ is not a word.” “Yes, it is,” Gibsie challenged. “Jesus was resurrected. It was a resurrection performed by God, the ‘resurrectionator.’ Similar to Shannon, the ‘resurrectionator’ of your bollocks that day outside the P.E hall.” Snickering, he added in a deep voice, “She shall appear and he shall arise.”