Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen, #3)

by Chloe Walsh

“Does it matter?” I countered, needing to regain some ground I had lost to this powerhouse of a girl. “We both know that you’ll be calling me ‘baby’ by the end of the day.”

“Well, it looks like you’re the one with the tramp stamp, bitch,” I cackled, slapping my palm down on his tender chest. “Hard luck.” “That’s what you think,” he grunted, shrugging me off and then draping an arm over his face. “Check your ass.” “Huh?” “Your ass,” he mumbled, voice raspy and hoarse. “I’m on it.”

If the hurling ever failed Joey Lynch, he would make a mighty fine porn star. The boy certainly fucked like one.