Gallagher Justice

“You were busy. Yeah, we all know how hectic your social life is, Fiona.”

Screw you, she thought angrily.

“Look, I know you have quite the progressive attitude regarding family these days, but this retirement party is a big deal to Kaitlin. She sees it as a way to cement her reconciliation with her father, and she wants the whole family together. And in her condition, I’d rather not have her upset.”

“I know it’s a big deal,” Fiona said impatiently. “I said I’d be there, and I will be. It’s next week, right?”

“Fiona, it’s tomorrow night.”

She stopped dead in her tracks. “Tomorrow night? That’s impossible.” Where had the days gone?

“So I guess you did need another reminder after all.”

Honest to God, if he smirked one more time—

“Oh, like you’d even be there yourself if it wasn’t for Kaitlin,” Fiona grumbled. Dylan and his father-in-law were hardly bosom buddies. Liam Gallagher had disowned his daughter when he’d found out about her elopement to Dylan, and had ordered her out of his house, never to return until she came to her senses and divorced that lowlife, scum-sucking O’Roarke.

Liam had only recently reconciled with the couple because Kaitlin was pregnant and he didn’t want to be cut off from his only grandchild.

Kaitlin was pregnant.

Could another baby shower be far off?

Fiona winced inwardly at the thought. The Gallaghers were suddenly procreating like bunnies. Her brother, John, and his wife, Thea, had had two sons in the space of six years, in addition to Thea’s daughter from a previous marriage. Her brother, Nick, and his wife, Erin—also an O’Roarke—were expecting their first child any day now. Fiona was happy for her brothers, she truly was, but seeing them with their families, all that love...