Keeping 13 (Boys of Tommen, #2)

by Chloe Walsh

“Are you getting mad, Johnny?” He chuckled, arching a brow. “Hmm? Are you getting all fired up, lad?” “What does it look like?” I snarled, not bothering to deny it. “Perfect.” Springing out of the chair, Gibsie grinned. “Now that we’ve established that testosterone still pumps in your blood, go do something productive with your girlfriend.” He sauntered over to the door. “And none of that hand-holding bullshit,” he added. “You’re not twelve, Johnny, and neither is she.” “Get the hell out of here,” I bit out, jaw clenched. “Oh, and if you’re still in the air about full penetration, then I highly recommend going down the mouth-to-pussy resuscitation route.” “Jesus Christ, Gibs!” “It’s a scenic view and very rewarding.” He winked. “It’s a win-win, lad.” “Go home.” I pointed at the door. “Right this instant or you’ll be the one needing resuscitating.” “Aye, aye, Cap,” Gibsie shot back with a salute before darting from the room. “Yeah, you better run, fucker!” I roared after him, chest heaving. “Because when I’m back to a hundred percent, I’m going to strangle—”