Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

“Are you going to still want me when I’m the size of a whale?” “Molloy.” He chuckled under his breath. “For fuck’s sake.” “I’m serious.” “I know you are.” With a shake of his head, he tossed the cigarette butt away and climbed back inside. “You’re not going to be the size of a whale.” “But if I am?” “You won’t be.” “I might be.” “You’re having a baby, Molloy, not inhaling a town.” “But say it happens.” “Jesus Christ.” He rolled his eyes to the heavens. “Yes, I’m still going to want you.” “How?” “How?” His brow furrowed in confusion as he closed the space between us. “What do you mean how?” “How are you going to still find me sexy when I’m big and round and swollen?” I gestured to my body and sighed. “Look at me, Joe. Won’t you miss this body?” He threw his head back and laughed. “Hey, don’t laugh at me, asshole.” I narrowed my eyes. “I’m feeling vulnerable here.” “You are the vainest girl I’ve ever met.” “It’s not vanity when it’s true,” I sniped. “Then it’s just plain honesty.” Still chuckling, he shook his head, clearly amused. “Christ, I love you.” Grinning, he flopped down on the mattress beside me and stretched his arm out for me to join him. As soon as I snuggled into the crook of his arm, he pulled me close and released a contented sigh. “Don’t ever lose it, Molloy.” “Lose what?” “That spark of fire that makes you so incredibly you,”