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“Look at my ass!” Gibsie howled, and I had to press the pillow I was holding to my face to bury my laughter. “Look at what you did to me!” he screamed, pointing to the tissue clinging to the back of his trousers. “Take it off,” he instructed. “Take your fucking sperm off my ass right this instant!” “No,” I choked out through fits of laughter.
me. “You’re such a…a…a wanker!”
“I feel like it’s touching my skin!” Glaring at me, he spat out, “I feel fucking violated, Johnny!”
“Drag yourself and your big swollen dick out of bed and wash my fucking clothes!” Narrowing his eyes, he hissed, “I don’t care if you have to crawl on your hands and knees down the fucking stairs, but you better take my clothes down there and wash them! Or else I’m taking your fucking uniform and you can wear your own cum!”
“I am fucking pregnant! I’m pregnant with despair, Johnny! I have a belly full of fucking disgust right now.”
“Same difference,” he barked, furious. “Same fucking results, Johnny!” “Oh, love, I’m so happy it’s working for you again,”
“Well, you got me,” I huffed, flopping back down on the mattress. “Dick and all.” “Jonathan!” “Whatever, Ma, you should be glad,” I tossed out, dignity long gone. “I might actually be able to give you grandchildren one day.”
My jaw fell open. “I’m not gay!” “It would be fine if you were,” she offered. “Thanks, I agree, but I’m still not gay,” I shot back. “I have a girlfriend.”
I could have kicked my own ass for letting that admission slip out. Mam froze. “Shannon?” Fuck it, in for a penny… “Yeah, Shannon’s my girlfriend,” I replied, sitting up. “We’re together now,
think she’s a lovely girl, love.”
“Bit late for that, Ma. I’ll be eighteen next month.”
“Are you…” Her voice broke off and she swallowed down a whimper before adding, “Taking your time?”
“I do like her, Johnny,” she added. “I think she’s a smashing girl—and good for you. I think she’s a wonderful influence on you, love, but I just…” She sighed again. “You’re my baby, and I don’t want you getting caught up in something that might affect your future.” She gave me a knowing look. “I don’t want you to make any mistakes.”
Fuck. My. Life.
love this version of you,” I told her, unsure of what else there was to say. I couldn’t tell her not to feel the way she did. All I could do was reassure her. “I love all your versions.”
“You are not fucked up in the head.” I tightened my arms around her. “Do you hear me? This is not you. This is them. They’re the fucked-up ones.”
“Hey, I’m all you’ve got, thirteen,” Shannon called back, grinning. “So don’t mock me.” She was all I had right now—the only person I could trust not to judge me for not being on form. I couldn’t do this with the lads. I would be too embarrassed. But it was different with Shannon. Everything was different when it came to her.
“You promise you won’t forget me when you’re a big star?” Lifting his face
I’ll take,” he choked out, jaw clenched tightly. “And I can’t be taking, baby, so please don’t fucking show me.” “I don’t mind,” I breathed, heart racing violently. “I want you to see.”
“I’m not in your corner, Shannon,” Johnny replied in a gruff tone. “I’m standing right beside you.” Oh god.
Go out and get yourself pregnant for all I care. I’m done trying to smooth things over with you and the boys. In fact, I don’t know why I fucking bothered in the first place.”
“I think you should ditch the clothes for your next dry-humping session,” she added. “And then report back to us.”
Unperturbed, Claire continued to mimic his voice, speeding up the banging. “Yes, baby. Now, now, I gotta pull out or I’m gonna cooooo—” Hughie slammed the bedroom door shut just as Claire screamed, “Come!” and all three of us erupted in laughter.
“Fuck off,” Hughie roared as the sound of his bedroom door slamming filled our ears.
“Text him with that disgustingly pink phone he bought you,” she encouraged. “And see if he wants to…hang out?”
“He’s at the gym with Gerard.” “How do you know?”
Claire rolled her eyes. “He’s your boyfriend, Shan. You should know that he spends every hour of his waking day working out.” She flexed her bicep and kissed it before adding, “Chasing those gains.”
“I’ve sent it,” I said, dropping my phone down on the bed.
“And he gave her two kisses at the end.”
think I just had an orgasm.”
“Hi, baby, how are you doing? Can I call you later tonight? Kiss, kiss.”
You spend half of lunch every day with his tongue down your throat. You’re meeting up with him on a Saturday night. Of course it’s a date.”
“Aoife’s always making mix CDs for Joey and he never listens to them.”
“No.” She sighed and steered me toward the full-length mirror in the Biggs’s family bathroom. “You
“You look like a…like a…sexy bitch!”
“Hot stuff.” “I’m going to freeze,” I whispered, taking in the sight of the halter-neck red dress Claire had practically wrestled me into.
“Well, she’s not a doll, Claire,” Lizzie reminded her. “She’s a person and she looks… Stop it!” Slapping away the hairbrush Claire was inching toward me, Lizzie smiled. “You look gorgeous, Shan.”
“Shan, if I could get away with not wearing a bra, then I would be roaming free 24/7,”
“Flaunt those itty-bitty titties, girl.”
“Now clear out of the bathroom, will ye? I need to get ready. I’m picking up Katie in half an hour.”
“Make sure you wash your willy for Katie.”
eyes trained on his face and my hand on top of his as he changed
“Shannon has a boyfriend. Big deal. She’s not a baby anymore, and it’s about time you two stop treating her like one.”
“I’m safe.” “You sure?” He looked so vulnerable when he said, “Because I think I’m going to need a promise.”
“Would you settle for a kiss good night?”
“If you need me, you call me,” he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and then cupping my cheek. “Doesn’t matter what time it is. Just pick up that phone, and I’ll come, okay?”
“I want you, too,” he said with a wink. “In every way.”
Johnny didn’t wait for me to respond before pressing his lips to mine, firmer this time. Deeper. Holding on to his arms, I kissed him back with everything I had, desperately
“Because you were up late bumping uglies with your girlfriend?” Gibsie teased,
“Considering pussy is one of the leading factors in a man’s admission to hell, I’d say both statements are fairly on point, lad.”
