Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

Chewing on her bottom lip, my baby sister squirmed in discomfort before throwing her hands up and blurting out, “I kissed Johnny Kavanagh.” Well, shit. I wasn’t expecting that. My brows shot up in surprise. “You kissed…” “Johnny Kavanagh,” she filled in with a nod, cheeks reddening. “Okay,” I replied slowly as I tried to navigate this new fucking territory that my baby sister had unceremoniously thrown me into. This wasn’t a conversation she needed to be having with her older brother. This was an older sister conversation. Or a mother and daughter conversation. Instead, she was stuck with me. Fuck. My. Life. I could feel my buzz deserting me at a rapid rate. “Was that all you did with him?” Please say yes. Please Jesus, don’t tell me anything else. “Yes,” she strangled out, nodding eagerly. “When?” “Monday night. At his house.” “At his house?” I arched a brow. “Where in his house, exactly?” “His bedroom.” Now both my brows rose along with my blood pressure. “His bedroom?” “But he didn’t kiss me back,” she blurted out, wringing her hands together. “And I feel so embarrassed about the whole thing, Joe.” “Why didn’t he kiss you back?” “He said that it wouldn’t be fair to start anything up with me when he’s leaving soon.” She chewed on her lip, looking very young and uncertain. “But then he came over after school yesterday.” “He came over.” My eyes widened. “Here. To this house.” She nodded. “He helped me with my homework.” “Did anything happen?” “We hugged.” I fought back the...