Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

“I reckon there’s something going on there between Shannon and Kavanagh. She’d never admit it, of course, but I’m not thick. I mean, first he’s driving her home from school, then he’s taking her to the pub, and now he’s publicly defending her honor and

“You’re stealing my center! Give him back,”

“She’s my intended,”

“The fuck?”

“It’s true,”

“We’re betrothed.” “Since when?” “Since she was four and I was six, and I promised her that I would marry her.” “So, in other words, you signed your life away on a child’s promise?” “What can I say...

“Because every time I look at you, all I can see is—” “Him,”

“I swear to god, you’re like a bleeding puppy craving attention.”

“Anything, Shannon like the river,” Gibsie parroted in mocking tone, clutching his chest. “You can have anything, baby.”

“Hi, Johnny.” “Hi, Shannon.”

ear. “Nobody but Little Shannon sits next to the king of the jungle—or in our case, the king of Tommen.”