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shannon lynch and johnny kavanagh quotes in keeping 13

“It's like you see me – and I see you. Christ, I think you saw through me that very first day on the pitch at school, because I sure as hell haven't been the same since, Shannon. You don't give a shite about rugby. It never fazed you and that threw me because I'm not used to that. I'm not used to having someone want me for…well, for me – but you did. And you took the time to notice me. To see things that no one else was seeing – things I didn’t want to acknowledge to myself." He ran a hand through his hair and slumped, his broad shoulders bowing. "And I was scared, Shannon. I was so fucking afraid of how I felt for you. I still am. You scare the absolute shite out of me – for reasons I'm still not entirely sure of, because in all honesty, I don’t know what the fuck is happening here. My head is in pieces and I'm so far out of my comfort zone that I feel like I'm balancing on thin ice, but I know that there's no other person I would willingly put myself out there for like I have with you." He shrugged helplessly. "Like I'm doing right now.”

“I want you because you drive me fucking crazy. And yeah, I'm not going to lie, I feel sorry for you," he added gruffly. "I'd be a cold-hearted bastard if I didn't, but that's got nothing to do with why I want to be with you. I'm sticking around because I need you."

My heart beat so fast I feared it would burst. "You need me?"

"You think it's the other way around, but it's not," he told me. "I need you, too, because you calm something inside of me. You make me feel good. Like I don't have to…" his voice trailed off for a moment as he clearly pondered what he was trying to say. "You make me feel like I'm enough as I am,"

“You are enough," I breathed, wrapping my hand around his neck. "Just as you are right now.”

“You're such a good person, Johnny Kavanagh, and you don't even know it. You don't see how little rugby has to do with how special you are. But I do. I see it, and I know."

"See?" He clamped his hands on my hips and exhaled shakily. "You say it and I believe you."

“Because it's true," I strangled out, breathing hard and fast. "I just…god, you have no idea how lovely you are."

"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."

"You," I whispered. "All of you."

"I'm already yours," he groaned, before covering my lips with his.”

“Shannon's entire focus was on our joined hands. She had my hand pulled onto her lap and she was holding it just as tightly as I was holding hers.”

“Shannon Lynch?" I called out, ignoring the rest of her fucked up family. "I love you back."

Sniffling, she lifted her chin from Joey's chest and looked at me all red-eyed and blotchy. "S-still?"

"Still." I nodded in confirmation. "Like a crazy fucking amount.”

“I'm a lot of trouble."

"I like your trouble," he countered, stepping closer.

"My life is complicated."

"I want your complications."

My breath escaped me in a rush. "You do?"

He nodded slowly. "You asked me what I wanted? There's a lot of things, but in a nutshell, I just want you.”

“I want you, too."

"Yeah?" He beamed, shoulders sagging in relief. "Thank fuck for that."

"And I missed you," I strangled out the words, forcing them out of my head and into his, because, at the very least, I needed him to know that I missed him. "Terribly," I added, offering up another piece of trust to him. "Like so much."

"Yeah." Tightening his hold on my elbow, Johnny tugged me closer until I was flush against him. "How much?"

"Like a crazy fucking amount," I whispered.

"A crazy fucking amount?" Smirking, he titled his head to one side. "That sounds dangerous."

"It is." I nodded eagerly. "Very."

Grinning, Johnny dipped his face, closing the space between us. "I think I'll take my chances," he whispered, and then brushed his lips against mine.”

“I'm only interested in you liking me because I only care about you.”

“You can give me a call."

"A call?"

He smirked. "And you can text me."

"Be serious," I begged.

"I am." He stepped closer. "I am so fucking serious about you. I need to be able to talk to you." Dropping a hand to my hip, he tugged me closer. "To know you're okay.”

“Stop worrying." Taking my hand in his, he entwined our fingers, and tugged me towards the archway. "I've got your back.”

“Johnny's arm came around me then, cocooning me in a blanket of comfort that common sense told me was unsafe and temporary. "Just relax, okay?" he whispered, leaning so close to me that his lips brushed my ear. "You're safe with me.”

“Johnny?" I squeezed out, heart skittering around wildly.

He exhaled a sigh and looked at me with a wary expression like he was trying to gauge my emotions. "Yeah, Shan?"

"I love you." I had no idea why I felt the need to tell him that, but the words seemed to clamber up my throat every time I laid eyes on him.

The blue in his eyes blazed with heat. "I love you, too.”

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shannon lynch and johnny kavanagh quotes in binding 13

“You're feeling like this because you care about Johnny."

Nodding, I clenched my eyes shut and tensed my body to stop the tremors from racking through me.

"And maybe because you love him?"

Exhaling a ragged breath, I rolled onto my back and turned my face to look at my best friend.

"I'm so in love with him, Claire," I confessed, and then I burst into tears. "I love him so much that the thought of him not being okay is killing me.”

“I think I love that girl."

"Well, who's this girl?"

"She's a river," I sighed and closed my eyes. "I'm keeping her, Da."

"Okay, son," he coaxed. "You keep the girl."

"She makes my heart go, like, whoa."

"Is that right?" he mused.

"So bad, Da," I sighed. "Boom, boom, fucking boom." I shook my head. "All the time.”

“You found her, Gibs!" I exclaimed. "Thank fuck. I thought I lost her."

"I did, buddy," Gibsie chuckled softly. "I brought Shannon back to you."

"Shannon like the river," I sighed contently.

"Shannon Lynch?" Mam exclaimed. "That's who he's rambling on about?"

"Oh, yeah," Gibsie mused.

"What happened to being friends, Johnny?" Mam asked.

"I lied," I snickered. "I've been lying all along."

"Oh, Johnny," Mam sighed. "You never had to lie, baby. I like that girl."

"She's mine," I grumbled. "You can't have her.”

“I wanna see her, Ma," he groaned. "I can't see her."

My heart leapt in my chest.

"Me?" I squeaked.

"Always you,”

“See her, Da? See? So fucking beautiful!" Johnny announced. "Told ye all.”

“I'm here now," I whispered, unable to stop my smile at how adorable he was in this moment. "And you're going to be okay."

"I love you, Shannon like the River," he slurred.

My heart stopped. Did he just? No. No, of course he didn’t.

"I fucking love you," Johnny said again.

“Johnny, I know, but I have to go. It's family only."

"She's my wife," he announced then, blowing my mind clean open.

"Johnathon Kavanagh," his mother snapped. "Stop this right now! You'll scare the girl."

"What are ya talking about? I’m not scaring her. I love her."

"Johnny, I'll come back," I coaxed, exhaling a trembling breath. "I promise I'll come back, okay?"

I tried to pull my hand free from his, but he wouldn’t let go. He was shaking his head and looking up at me with big, wide, high as a kite eyes.

"I have to go," I repeated, feeling completely torn. "I'm so sorry."

"I'll come with you," he announced, and then proceed to use one hand to rip at his wires.

"Stop that," I ordered, capturing his rogue hand with my free one. "You'll hurt yourself."

"I want you. Just you.”

“You are in trouble with me," I told Johnny once the door had clicked shut, leaving us alone together. "When you're back to your senses, we're going to talk about what you just did."

"I don’t care, I got what I wanted."

“And what was that? To embarrass your mother?"

"You. I got you.”

“Look at that face," he whispered, staring up at me with a peculiar expression. "I'm gonna keep you."

"Okay. You can keep me."

Sitting beside him, I leaned forward, rested an arm on one side of his head, and stroked his cheek with my free hand. His hands were still wrapped around my waist, but not so tightly now.

"Close your eyes," I told him softly. "I'll be here when you wake up.”

“I’m only ever thinking about you," he replied. "Only you."

My heart. My poor, poor heart. I didn’t stand a chance with this boy.”

“Look at me –" I tilted his face to mine. "Johnny Kavanagh, open your eyes and look at me."

With a great deal of effort, he did. I waited several beats for him to focus on my face before I continued.

"You are worth so much more than rugby." I kissed his lips because, quite frankly, I had an issue with inappropriate kissing when it came to this boy. "If you never picked up a rugby ball for the rest of your life, it wouldn’t matter to me."

"I think I need you for keeps,”

"I think I need you for keeps, too,"

"You are so pretty. That very first day. Boom."

"Boom?" I giggled.

He nodded solemnly. "Boom.”

“If this is love, then it's you," he replied, dragging me down to lay beside him.

"Huh?"

"You," he mumbled sleepily, dropping a heavy arm around my shoulders.

"Me what?" I whispered as I placed my hand on his stomach and snuggled into his side.

"You are love." He sighed contently. "Stay with me." Always.

"I'll stay with you,”

“When your back was to the wall last night, who sat here with you?" I stared at him.

"Who held your hand, Johnny?"

"Dad –"

“Who waited for the ambulance with you?"

"Dad, stop–"

"Who came to check on you when you were at your worst?”

“Da. She's so… And I'm so in –

"Love with her?" Dad smirked. "Yes, we all know, Johnny. You shouted it from the rooftop last night.”

“Jesus Christ," I whimpered. "Why didn’t you stop me?"

"We couldn’t," he replied. "You would only settle down for Shannon. You fell asleep in her arms.”

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“Shifting around so that my other arm was under her head, she nuzzled her cheek against my arm and inhaled a deep breath. "You smell like home."

Shivering, I curled my body around hers and pressed a kiss to the curve of her jaw. "You are home.”

“S: You've got this, Johnny Kavanagh. Go show them what you're made of and shine. I'm proud of you. I love you. (A crazy fucking amount.) xx”

“Shan, you were so amazing these last few days," Johnny replied gruffly. "I don't know where that strength comes from, but it's so humbling." He shook his head and blew out a breath. "I don't even have the words to tell you how fucking incredible you are, Shannon Lynch."

"I'm not an incredible anything, Johnny," I croaked out. "I'm just trying to keep my head above water and not drown."

"You won't drown – you're a survivor," he told me.

"I'm not a good swimmer," I admitted.

"Then I'll throw you a lifejacket and swim out to get you," he shot back, tucking me into his side.”

“Stretched out on the flat of my back in the grass, I curled a strand of her hair around my finger and inhaled deeply, breathing her scent into my chest and then sighing in contentment.

"I could stay here forever," she whispered, voicing my thoughts aloud, from where she was nestled in the crook of my arm, baking in the summer sunshine. Tangling her fingers with mine, she nuzzled her cheek against my chest. "Just right here in this moment."

"Hmm." Nodding in agreement, I gave her fingers a reassuring squeeze. "Me, too.”

“Congratulations," Shannon choked out, tears trickling down her cheeks. "You did it.”

“Shan, don't cry, baby. It's not a definite yet. I haven't made any dec –"

"You did it!" she cried and then threw her arms around me. "You made it, Johnny!" Scrambling onto my lap, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and squealed. "Oh my god, I'm so proud of you."

My brows shot up in surprise. "You are?"

"Of course," she sniffled, pulling back to smile at me. "You fought for this, Johnny." Stroking my cheeks, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips. "You've earned this."

"But you're crying," I choked out, voice thick with emotion.”

"Because I'm so happy for you," she half-sobbed/half-laughed. "You're being rewarded for all of your hard work." Sniffling, she cupped my face in her small hands and pressed her forehead to mine. "This is your time." With her big, blue eyes locked on mine, she urged, "Take this. It's yours," before pressing a hard kiss to my lips. "Take it and shine."

"I'm scared," I whispered in her ear, not giving too damn shites that our friends were lurking around, eavesdropping. I needed to get this off my chest before I exploded. "I'm scared to take this and lose you."

"I'm yours, too," she promised. "You can have both.”

"I've been fighting for this my whole life, Shannon," I strangled out, feeling my chest constrict so tight that I struggled to breathe. "This isn't a whim to me."

She nodded. "I know."

"I have to do it," I confessed, begging her with my eyes to forgive me. "I have to see it through."

She smiled. "I know."

"Then why does it feel all wrong?" I choked out.

"It's not wrong, Johnny," she whispered. "It's right and that's what's scary.”

“Shh," I whispered, hurrying to close my bedroom door behind him. "Ollie's right across the hall and he's still on lookout patrol – and I don't have a lock on my door."

"That little turncoat," Johnny muttered, rubbing his jaw. He was wearing a pair of red boxers and his hair was sticking up like always. "I offered him a tenner to turn a blind eye."

"And your mother offered him twenty every time he reported you near my bedroom door," I reminded him. "He's almost up to the price of that new Lego set he wants, so he's out for your blood."

"That's bleeding lovely, isn't it?" Johnny grumbled, padding over to my bed. "First, Tadhg takes my dog as his bed buddy, and now Ollie's taking my backup.”

“A small smile ghosted his lips and he tapped his finger against the book. "I love this."

I sagged in relief. "You do?"

Nodding, he closed the book and looked at me. "And I love you."

"I love you, too," I replied, smiling back at him.

"I mean it, Shan." His tone was serious; his eyes blazing with heat. "I really do mean it."

"I believe you," I whispered, heart fluttering with excitement.”

“He reached up and cupped my cheek. "I will never hurt you, baby," he whispered, brushing his nose against mine. "Never ever, ever – not in a trillion, zillion years."

"I know," I breathed, heart-racing.

"You're my little darling," he slurred. "My whole heart's inside of ya."

My heart hammered in my chest. "Johnny…"

"You'll never be her," he continued to ramble. "And I'll never be him."

"You promise?"

He nodded. "I promise a million, billion promises."

Shivering, I slowly relaxed against him. "I love you, Johnny Kavanagh."

"And you know that I love you back, my little, blue river," he slurred. "Now, I know I'm fairly langers, but I could be a thousand percent langers and you'd still be safe with me.”

“Oh my god –" Chuckling, I wrapped my arms around his neck and cuddled him. "You make me so happy."

"I'm gonna make you proud when I'm gone," he declared, wrapping his arms around me, and tipping half of his bottle of beer down my hoodie in the process. "And I'm gonna keep my dick in my pants.”

“Yeah, I really need you to not do that," I choked out, feeling everything inside of me crack clean open at the sight of her midnight-blue eyes filling up with tears. "Otherwise, I'm walking right out of here and coming home with you."

"I'm s-sorry." With tears streaming down her cheeks, Shannon hiccupped a small sob and walked straight into my arms. "It's j-just –"

"I know," I strangled out, dropping my bag off my shoulder to wrap her up in my arms. Burying my face in her neck, I inhaled the smell of her, desperately trying to keep my shit together. "Me too.”

"I love you," she whispered, fingers digging into my neck as she pulled my face down to hers and kissed my lips. "A crazy fucking amount."

"I love you, too –" my voice cracked and I exhaled a strangled breath before adding, "Most in the world." Cupping her face in my hands, I just stared at her, locking away the image of her face in my mind and then coming close to losing it when I thought about how long it would be until I saw her again. "I'm coming home," I told her. "Regardless of what happens." Brushing a tear from her face, I kissed her damp cheek. "I'm coming back to you, Shannon like the river." Heaving out another ragged breath, I stroked her nose with mine. "I promise."

"You t-take your time," she sniffled. "You g-go and shine, o-okay?"

I nodded sadly. "Okay.”

"I want you to s-succeed," she continued to say, breaking me with her tears, and putting me back together with her words. "I want you to k-kick ass, and be the b-best damn outside center this country has ever seen –" she paused to kiss me. "But don't forget that you'll always be my 13." She sniffled and wiped my cheek with her fingers. "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.”

“I miss you. Every bit of me misses every bit of you. I miss the feel of you. Sleeping alongside you. Talking to you. Driving around Ballylaggin with you in the passenger seat.”

“You're in my mind all the time, Shannon. My heart, too”

“Fuck, I love you. Did I write that down yet? Fuck it, if I haven't then here it is again. I love you Shannon Lynch. All of you. Every part.”

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shannon lynch and johnny kavanagh quotes in keeping 13

“I'd like to thank my girlfriend for her unconditional love and support. It's been a rollercoaster of a ride getting back from injury, and I can honestly say that I wouldn’t be here today without her fierce encouragement." Clutching his medal in his hand, he looked into the camera and gave it a little shake before saying, "Shannon, I love you, and I'll be home soon.”

“I didn't realize I was clutching my chest until Lizzie grabbed my hand. "Breathe, Shannon," she chuckled. "He's coming home."

"He's coming home, Liz." Biting down on my lip, I grinned at her. "He's really coming home!”

“Shannon like the river," I called out to her, unable to stop the smile that was spreading across my face, as I climbed down the rocks to get to her. "Are you gonna come hug me or what?"

"Oh my god!" she literally squealed as she untangled herself from Claire and sprang to her feet. "You're back!”

“Jesus, I missed you so much," I told her, breathing hard against her lips. "I fucking love you." And I did. I loved her more than was good for me. I couldn’t contain my emotions when it came to this girl.

"I missed you more," she whispered against my lips. "And I love you more.”

“Let's talk it through," she said in a steadier voice than I was capable of finding given the circumstances. Leaning back, she cupped my face in her hands and looked at me with tear-filled eyes. "I am so proud of you," she told me, tears trickling down her cheeks. "You're the best person I've ever known, and I want this for you." Stroking her thumb over my cheekbone, she whispered, "You warned me a long time ago about this and I accepted it then. I accept it now. This is your future, Johnny, and you are going to chase it." She kissed me hard before continuing, "And I'm going stand by you and support you, no matter what, for as long as you want me.”

"I will always want you," I vowed. "Fucking always. Don’t even say it like that, Shan. Christ."

"What I mean is, if I'm the only reason you're afraid to sign, then you need to do it," she explained. "I mean it, Johnny. You're not losing me. You can have both. I promise."

"I just don't know if I'm ready for it," I croaked out, voice thick with emotion. "I thought I had more time."

"It's because you're so amazing, and now the whole world knows just how much." She gave me a watery smile. "They all want you."

"I only want you," I mumbled, pressing my forehead to hers.

"You have me," she replied softly. "Contract or not. I'm entirely yours.”

“For the longest time, I just laid on my side in my sleeping bag, watching Johnny sleep beside me. I studied every inch of his beautiful face, taking in every freckle and scar, and the way his thick, dark lashes fanned his cheekbones when he slept.”

“You're staring," he whispered, eyes still closed.

I smiled. "You're supposed to be sleeping."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I can feel your eyes on me." Smiling, he cracked an eyelid open. "Hi, Shannon."

"Hi, Johnny.”

“Pressing a kiss to my knuckles, he said, "I love this."

"You love what?"

"You," he replied. "This." He shrugged. "Being here now."

Twisting onto my stomach, I looked up at him. "I love this, too.”

“But they don’t love me."

"Oh?" I arched a brow. "How are you so sure?"

"Because I know what it feels like when someone loves me." He tipped my nose with his finger. "And that's not it."

Heat crept up my neck. "Johnny –"

"I know what I'm going to do, Shan," he whispered. "About the contract? I've made a decision."

My heart hammered wildly in my chest. "Really?"

He nodded slowly. "I have to do this for me," he whispered. "I need to. It's what's right for me, you know?”

"I understand," I breathed, feeling the weight of the world settle down on my shoulders.

"You'll love me no matter what?" A shudder rolled through him and he clenched his eyes shut. "No matter how hard it gets?"

"No matter what," I forced the words out of my throat, knowing that I was agreeing to break my own heart in the process. "You sign and you shine."

"And you'll be okay?" he pushed. "No matter what?”

I forced a smile. "I'll be fine.”

"I'll marry you," he said then. "When we're older and everything settles down." Taking my hands in his, he placed them around his neck and leaned in close. "Just stand by me," he said in a voice thick with emotion. "Stay with me." His hand squeezed mine. "And I'll make you proud. I'll do right by you."

My breath came out in a pained rush. "Johnny…"

"We'll have a family," he continued to say. "One of our own, and I'll stand by you right back. In whatever you choose to do. No matter what."

"This won't break us," I croaked, touching my brow to his.

"Nothing can break us," he whispered. "I promise.”

“That sounds like a great dream."

"It was the best." A pair of arms came around me from behind, pulling me flush against a chest of hard muscle. "But it wasn't a dream, was it?"

Grinning, I spun around and openly ogled my boyfriend in his Tommen uniform, looking like the best thing my eyes had ever seen. "No, it wasn't."

"These late-night visits are getting out of hand, Shan," Johnny purred, stooping down to press a hot kiss to my lips. "I almost slept through my alarm for training, and Ma was watching me like a bleeding hawk when I came down for breakfast." Grinning, he added, "I think she might be onto us."

"Oh, you think?" I laughed.

"Hmm." Nodding, he leaned down and kissed me again. "We're going to have to get a little more inventive this year.”

“Well, I'm expecting you to go with me," I told her, interrupting her rambling.

Her face shot up. "You are?"

Jesus Christ… "Yes, Shannon," I replied, stifling my impatience. "We're together. You're mine. I'm yours. It's kind of a big deal to me. You're a big deal to me. I thought us going together was a given." Blowing out a breath, I kept my eyes trained on hers and resisted the urge to let my gaze trail over her body. "Shan, you're my teammate in this. I don’t want to go to any black-tie event without you.”

“So, are you going to come with me?" I asked, losing the will to keep my hands to myself as I pulled her flush against me, hands resting on her waist. "Are you going to be my date, Shannon like the river?"

Nodding, she wrapped her arms around my neck and grinned. "I'll be your date, Johnny."

Lowering my face to hers, I pressed a kiss to her lips. "Thank you."

Shivering, she leaned up on her tip-toes and stroked her nose against mine. "You're welcome.”

“Almost a year had passed since the first day I laid eyes on her and the sight of her still sucker-punched me in the gut. I didn’t see that changing any time soon. "I love you, too, Shan." It was the truth. I loved her more than I knew what to do with. I could see it all ahead of me; my life, my future, my career, and her. The girl I knew I would play the leading role in all of it. I'd thrown it all in with her and I had no doubts. Not a single one. She was teammate now. My best friend.”

“I'm keeping you," she told me, and there was a confidence in her voice that was slowly growing with each passing day. "You're mine," she added, as a ghost of a smile teased her full lips. "For keeps.”