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His face hardens. "My daughter deserves better than you."
I grunt. "Aye. I'm sure she does, but at least I'm a step up from you. Now get the fuck out."
He hesitates for a moment but opens the door and staggers out of the car.
I wait until he gets into the house, then I take off.
Malachy's going to be a problem. I know it. The last thing I want to do is be stuck bailing him out of his debts all the time. And I don't put it past him to put Maeve at risk again. But right now, there's nothing I can do about it.
I drive back toward Brody's. I'm halfway there when the crappy gold band on my finger grabs my attention. I study it against the leather of the steering wheel for a few minutes, then make a decision.
I've done things the wrong way, but I'm going to rectify my mistakes. The first thing I'm going to do is make sure that the error I made last night gets corrected.
6
Maeve
The night moves slowly as I toss and turn, wondering where Tynan is and what's happening with my da.
He couldn't have bet me again. I know he didn't mean to the first time.
Maybe he did.
He didn't.
What kind of trouble has he gotten himself into, and with whom?
Who will help him clean up all his messes now that I'm with Tynan?
I get out of bed sometime in the middle of the night and pace the room. I stare out the window, looking across Brody and Alaina's estate, barely seeing anything through the fog.
Where is Tynan, and why isn't he back?
Maybe he killed Da?
Stop it! He wouldn't!
Maybe he would?
No! Tully would be upset.
Would he though?
The debate in my mind continues. I think I can trust Tynan and Tully, but I barely know them. Maybe I'm being naive again.
I finally give up and go back to bed, drifting off eventually until sunlight beams through the window, and I wake up.
Silence fills the room, and the perfectly made bed beside me hasn't been slept in.
Where is he?
I shower, slide on a dress Tynan bought me yesterday, and exit the bedroom suite. I turn the corner and run into Alaina.
"Morning," she chirps.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I blurt out, and my stomach fills with nerves.
In the O'Leary world, everyone stayed far away from her. So I've always feared Alaina, just as men in the clan did. I'm sure they still do. Yesterday, I caught a glimpse of the same trepidation in the few O'Connor clan members' expressions who interacted with her.
