Page 55 of Shine: Sins of the Father
“I can see your point. It would distract him, that’s for sure. All right, I won’t tell him.For now. But I need to find out about this fucking asshole.”
“Donnie Ray?”
“Yeah.” I take in the dark circles under her eyes. “How are you doing, Fiona?”
“I’m fine. Just tired.”
“How’s the baby? Everything okay?”
“I have my twenty-week ultrasound on Friday. I should find out if it’s a boy or girl.”
“Really? And which do you want?”
She shrugs. “I just want everything to be okay.”
“Goddamn, girl. Shine should be here. He should be going to all that stuff with you.”
“I don’t even know if he’d want this baby.”
“I do. And the answer is yes, absolutely. As a matter of fact, he told me he was worried his time for all that was passing him by. He deserves to know, Fiona. It’s not right he misses all this.”
“And what do you think my father would do to him?”
“Wolf? Hell, he’d be pissed. That’s for sure.”
“He’d want to tear him limb-from-limb. And you know it.”
“Guess so. He came to the clubhouse tonight and demanded to know which one of us had been with you.”
“Oh my God.” She drops her head in her hands, a look of mortification on her face.
“He’s your father. He’s protective and pissed, naturally. But that doesn’t mean he can’t get beyond it.”
“Reckless, it’s not like Shine and I were in love. We spent a weekend together. The two of us? We can never be.”
“Babe, I get what you’re worried about. But all of that doesn’t mean a damn thing if he’s the one. If Shine’s got feelings for you…”
“You don’t know that he does.”
“You’re right. I don’t. Maybe I need to find out.”
“Maybe you need to mind your own business. I’m building a life for myself and my child alone.”
I nod, because I don’t want to upset her, and she’s getting agitated. “Okay. I hear you, Fiona. I do.” I glance around the place. “Mind if I swing by now and then and check on you? I feel like I at least owe that much to my brother.”
“I guess that would be okay.”
“Where’s your phone?”
“On the counter. Why?”
I snag it and punch in my number. My phone rings, and I hang up. “There. Now you’ve got my number. You need anything, anything at all, you call me, hear?”
She starts to tear up. “Thanks.”
I grab the back of her head and press a kiss to her forehead. “Mind if I tell Harley Jean?”
“About Shine?”
