Redeeming 6: Boys of Tommen #4

Mam already offered, but I don’t want her there, either.”

“Why?”

Because I only want Joey

“I mean it, Aoif,” I warned.
“Keep those feet on the ground.”

“You’re being a tad dramatic.”

“It’s called being sensible.”

She rolled her eyes.
“Since when do the words
Joey Lynch
and
sensible
go hand in hand?”

“Since the words
Aoife Molloy
and
pregnant
joined forces,” I shot back, holding my school jumper out for her.

Does it hurt?”

“Yeah, the first time can hurt for a girl,” I replied, resisting the urge to crawl into the corner of her room and rock.

“Uh, yeah, girls can bleed the first time, but it doesn’t happen to every girl.”

“Why not?”

Fuck if I knew.

“Give me a 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.

“School is school, Shan,” I replied, staring out the window.
“Same shit, different day.”

“Are you done lecturing me?”
Stalking over to my bedroom door, I swung it open and glared at him.
“Because you can leave now.”

“Lad, you’re still off your rocker if you think my country ass is walking through your thug-infested terrace at two o clock in the morning.”

“I’m not surprised,” he shot back, without hesitation.
“I’ve seen plenty of the dolls you’ve pulled over the years.
I’m not insecure enough to deny that you’re a good-looking son of a bitch.”
He shrugged.
“You’re both beautiful.
It makes sense for her to be with you.”

“You know, I’m not sure I like where this conversation is heading,” I warned.
“Because if this is the part where you tell me that you’re attracted to my girlfriend, I’m going to be really fucking pissed, and if you tell me that you’re attracted to me, then I’m going to be really fucking traumatized.”

Deciding to fuck with them a little further, I asked lover boy if he had a change of clothes she could borrow, and to watch a lad, who pummeled grown men into the ground on a weekly basis, turn bright red like that was fucking hilarious.

“Ah, that was brilliant,” Gibsie sighed in contentment.
“He’s probably up there shitting pebbles because this wasn’t part of his concrete plan.”

A reluctant smile breached my lips and I shook my head, concentrating on clearing my plate.