Binding 13: Boys of Tommen #1

If feelings were objects, then I was teetering on the edge of a great precipice, and if girls were weapons, then Shannon Lynch was the greatest weapon of mass destruction my heart had ever been exposed to.

Because I was fucked.

I didn’t bother denying it anymore.

There was no point.

I had never felt this much for another person in my entire life.

It took every ounce of self-control I had inside of my body to walk away from her back there.

Especially when everything inside of me demanded I snatch her away from the world and keep her all to myself.

“I need you to stay safe out there, okay?”

Yeah, at this stage, it was safe to say I was thoroughly fucked when it came to that girl.

I couldn’t do this anymore.

I couldn’t fight my feelings.

Just like that game on the PlayStation, she was kicking my ass.

When she told me about the bullying, something I regrettably already knew, I felt something snap inside of me.

It felt the last piece of my resolve evaporating.

The vulnerability I had seen in her eyes when she exposed her secrets for my benefit was my breaking point.

Girls I knew didn’t do that.

They didn’t act like Shannon.

If Gibsie hadn’t come over, I would have kissed her.

I knew I would have.

I already knew what those lips felt like.

I wanted so badly to taste them again.

I would taste them again.

I was starving for her and everything she was.

Every part of her.

Inside and out.

I wanted to fight all her battles. I wanted to give her all her smiles and make her laugh and snatch her away from the rest of the world and keep her all to myself.

I just wanted her.

For keeps.

I knew that was incredibly selfish of me, and I knew that I was probably going to end up fucking up everything and breaking her heart, but the problem was, my heart was involved, too.

I needed to talk to her tonight because I needed to lay it out there.

I couldn’t go another day without getting it off my chest.

Months of wanting, lusting, and pining after her had left me at a point where I couldn’t see straight anymore.

Because I had caught feelings for Shannon.

Huge fucking feelings.

Permanent ones.

I knew I was too old for her.

I knew she was too sweet and pure to be dragged into the limelight that came with my life.

And I knew that she was too fucking broken for a guy like me to get tangled up with.

But I already felt like I was drowning with her.

That’s how consumed I was in this girl.

That’s how much I loved her.

Fuck.