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.”

I was twelve years old and a frontline soldier in the war that raged within my family home.

“I’m not afraid of loving a boy,” I told her honestly. “I’m afraid of losing myself in one.”

“The quintessential lost boy.” Her lips grazed mine as she spoke. “Don’t worry, Peter Pan, I’ll be your Wendy.”

“O-wee,” Sean recited slowly, frowning up at me for a long moment. “O-wee dada.”