Taming 7 (Boys of Tommen, #5)

by Chloe Walsh

“Morning, stud,” Gerard poked the bear by taunting, as he wiggled his fingers in salutation. “Any chance of some breakfast in bed for your favorite brother-in-law?” And there it was. His mask. The divide that separated the sensitive boy I adored from the humorous one all our other friends enjoyed. It slipped effortlessly into place. Gibsie belonged to the rest of the world. Gerard belonged just to me.

“Who are we fighting?” “No one. We’re not fighting anyone,” Johnny was quick to rebuff. “Because I am in contract. You are on a warning,” he added, pointing at me before turning his attention to Joey. “And you are on probation.” Ignoring Johnny’s words of warning, Joey looked to me and repeated, “Who are we fighting, Gussie?”

Joey Lynch the man you are