Keeping 13: Boys of Tommen #2

"My binding 13."
I choked out a pained laugh, thinking about that stupid bet. "You heard about that?"
"Yeah." Half-sobbing/ half-laughing, Shannon smiled and nodded. "I won."
"Hands down." I kissed her puffy lips. "Undisputed."
"Now, I'm keeping 13," she told me. "So come home to me when you're done, okay?"
"I will."

"je veux lécher la chatte de ma copine."

je veux être à l'intérieur de toi."

"I'd do anything for you, Shannon like the river,"

I was obsessed with my girlfriend.

"So, I'm your first first?" I asked sleepily.

"You're my everything."

"I just want to be with you." He shrugged almost helplessly. "All the fucking time."

"Bleeding thing cost him eighty quid. He was cutting grass for the entire summer to pay for it."

My eyes widened. "Eighty euro for a teddy bear?"

Johnny shrugged. "That's the one she wanted."

"I love you, Shannon like the river," he said then, breaking through my depressing thoughts. "Only you." Leaning back so that I had no choice but to lift my face and look at him, he smirked. "Like a crazy fucking amount."

"What do you need from me, Shannon?" he croaked out, voice thick and husky. "I'll give you anything you need, baby." Shaking his head, he groaned like he was in pain. "I just…I want to make you happy."