Page 94 of Tempting Irish

“No. He’s still at thehospital.”

“Ah, right. Anynews?”

A smile tugs at my lips. “She had a littlegirl.”

“That’sgreat.”

I nod, and we stand in awkward silence for a few longmoments.

“I’m going to the airport now, if you want to share ataxi.”

I chew on my bottom lip and glance over his shoulder at the empty foyer, wishing, and stupidly hoping that Owen will show up –and stop me fromleaving.

Not happening,Bree.

“Okay,” I say, resignation drawing the word out in asigh.

“Here, let me grab yourbags.”

“Bree.” My name is a deep growl from across the lobby. Cillian walks towards me, frowning as he looks between me, Chris, and ourluggage.

“I’ll be right there,” I say to Chris, allowing him to take my two heavier bags, before turning to Cillian. “How’s Emerdoing?”

“Good.” He glances over my shoulder at Chris, snarling, before looking back at me. “Are ye going to seeher?”

“My flight leaves in a couplehours.”

His frown deepens. “Did ye talk toOwen?”

“No. Just tried to call, but he didn’t pick up. I assume he’s still at thehospital.”

Cillian roughs a hand over his beard. “There were some complications after surgery. Emer will be fine, but Aiden’s been a mess. I’m only coming back to check on Delaney, then I’m going back. Ye can come with me, if yewant.”

“Myflight-”

“Ye can always catch the nextone.”

Who would have thought it would be Cillian asking me tostay?

“Owen told me not to go to the hospital. Family only,right?”

I hate the hurt that fills mywords.

“Ye are family,Bree.”

I shrug. Maybe. But I’ve never had anything close to the family they’ve created. I don’t think they even realize how special, how tightly knit their bondsare.

“Bree,” Chris says by the door. “Taxi’shere.”

“I have to go.” I hate the tears that burn my eyes. “Tell everyonegoodbye.”

“Ye’ve always got a place to stay if ye decide to comeback.”

I give him a forced smile, and turn away quickly, doubting I’ll be back to Ireland anytimesoon.

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