Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

“I don’t care about that,” she whispered, eyes full of urgency. “Tell me, Joe.” “I suppose it looks a bit like us finishing out school,” I offered with a shrug. “You’ll get into that hairdressing course in St. John’s, and I’ll take the apprenticeship at the garage with your dad.” “Uh-huh.” Her eyes twinkled with excitement. “Keep going.” Maybe the night could be saved after all. “And then we’ll attempt to save up for a flat,” I said, amused by her sudden perkiness and playing along to make her happy. “That I’ll end up paying for because you’ll blow every cent you earn on clothes and makeup—which is nothing new there.” “For real?” she squealed, bad mood forgotten now as she shimmied around in the passenger seat. “You see us moving in together?” “Don’t get your hopes up,” I warned. “On an apprentice’s wage, it’ll end up being a shitty one-bed apartment at the end of Elk’s Terrace, with leaky pipes and a mouse-infestation problem.” “Psssh.” She waved her hand like those details were unimportant. “That’s why plumbers and mouse traps were invented.” She grinned at me. “What else does this future of ours consist of?” “Aside from all of the wild sex we’ll be having in our shitty flat?”