Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

second to think about this.” “What would you do if you were me?” Yeah, I wasn’t going to tell her what I’d do. “Or Aoife? What would she do in this position?” And I definitely wasn’t going to tell her what Molloy would do.

Darren the dildo

“We want to keep you!” his wife blurted out, causing John to drop his head in his hands and groan. “All five of you,” she continued, hurrying over to the island and catching ahold of my hand. “Especially you.” She smiled down at me. “I think I want you the most.”

PS: On the other side of this letter is a full confession of the shit that went down at home in my words, dated and signed. I want you to give it to John Kavanagh. It will help him in court when he goes for custody of my siblings. Tell them I was sorry.

“I got them out.” “You have them?” Dizziness engulfed me as I tried to comprehend what the fuck he was saying. He had them? My kids? He had them? “You got them out?”

“All the kids got out,” I heard her tell him. “From what I’ve been hearing from the neighbors, Joe and all the kids have been taken to Shannon’s boyfriend’s house. It’s just his mother and father. They’re the only ones who burned—” “Right, that’s enough,” Dad interrupted, hooking an arm around me and pulling me to his chest. “You’re coming home with me right now. Casey, pet, are you coming? I think Aoife could use her little sidekick tonight.” “For sure, Daddy-T, I’m coming.”

“Maybe before they moved on, someone wanted to make sure his first love had a fighting chance with her first love.”

“Joey.” Her voice was laced with concern now. “You’re coming to live with us, and that’s final. I don’t want to hear a word of protest, and if you even think about going out on your own, I should warn you now that I have the nose of a bloodhound. You need only ask Johnny and Gerard. I will sniff you out and bring you home.”

“I already told you that I’m not interested in any of this,” I reminded her, squirming in discomfort when she squeezed my cheek. “I’m not your boy.” “And I already told you that we’re keeping you.” She chuckled. “Finders keepers, Joey love. You’re mine now.” Jesus.

“Prove me wrong, Joey.” His voice was thick with emotion as he roughly pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. “Prove me wrong, son.” “Don’t worry, Tony.” Swallowing harshly I hugged him back just as tightly. “I will.”

John replied as he cut the crusts off a chocolate spread sandwich for Sean before using a cookie cutter to make dinosaur-shaped sandwiches.

“Who taught you to pull hair? Shannon?” “Actually, it was your girlfriend,” he countered. “When she was screaming my name.”

“If you don’t let me go to the bathroom right this second, I’m going to shit on you!”

“Jesus,” I breathed, cradling him in my arms as my emotions got the better of me. “You’re here.” And then he opened his eyes and looked at me. And I was done. My heart no longer beat for me.

“Thanks for my baby, queen. You still take the air clean out of my lungs.”

“Actually, we decided to name our son after the man who raised the both of us,” I confirmed quietly. “Because, let’s face it, the only man I ever had to show me the way was your husband.” Roughly clearing his throat, Tony looked down at AJ and sniffed. “I know exactly what that father of yours is trying to do, boyo,” he told my son, voice thick with emotion. “He’s trying to butter up old Grandad, isn’t he?” He pressed a kiss to my son’s forehead and smiled down at him. “Well, you can tell your father that it worked. Yes, you can. Tell your father that I expect his ass at the garage the minute your mother is home and back on her feet.”

Still, I held firm and allowed myself to be led by one of the few men in my life that I actually considered to be trustworthy.

“He’s my brother,” a familiar voice snapped, and I swung around to find Shannon, of all people, standing up to a group of girls in the hallway. “And you shouldn’t believe everything you hear.”

“Get out of her, you big, overgrown bastard. You’ll break her!”