Big Daddy: A Mountain Man's Baby Romance by K.C. Crowne

Author:K.C. Crowne [Crowne, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Brody

I awoke with a start. I felt gross, groggy. Like I’d been asleep for four days instead of four hours. By the time I mustered up enough energy to sit up right, it was dark —save for the one lamp by the couch Kate must have left on for me.

“Hello?” I rasped, wondering if she was still around.

“She had some business to take care of,” Dylan said from behind me.

I turned and found him digging into the pot pie Irene must have left for me. I didn’t mind that my brother helped himself. I wasn’t hungry and I never wanted to waste food, so it was better off in his belly rather than mine.

“Did she say if she’ll be back?” I asked, struggling to stand. My joints ached.

“She said she was going to try.” Dylan looked me over from head to toe. “Take it easy, man. Sit back down. You look like you’re about to puke.”

I gritted my teeth. “I don’t need to puke.”

“What do you need? I’ll get it for you. I’ll even add green food coloring so you don’t feel left out of the celebrations today.”

I grimaced. “I can handle it, Dyl. Stop being nice, you’re freaking me out.”

“I’ll have you know that I’m always nice, it’s just that the rest of our siblings are saints in comparison and they make me look bad.”

“Is that what you tell yourself?”

“Yep. Want a slice?”

“Not hungry.”

“Kate said you’d say that. I’m bringing you a plate. Don’t be a big baby and eat all of it. I’ll tell on you to Irene.”

“Please don’t. She scares me.”

“Pretty sure she scares all of us.”

“Even Boone?”

“Especially Boone. Our sister could kick all of our asses while drunk and blindfolded if she wanted to.”

My younger brother brought over a slice of the pot pie and set it down on the coffee table in front of me. He sat down next to me; one arm slung across the back of the couch.

“Dad’s on his way back from Liberty,” Dylan informed me. “We told him about the diagnosis last night. He needs to wrap up things at the garage, but he’ll be back in town to take care of you.”

Our father, Bill Callaghan, had been in and out of our lives when we were kids. He had a pretty nasty gambling habit. We didn’t learn until recently that his bookie had him working questionable jobs to pay off his loans under threat of harming us if he didn’t. He was out now and turning his life around, having opened a small repair shop in Liberty. He wanted to stay close, but there wasn’t much of a need to stay too close now that the kids were all grown up and doing their own thing.

“I don’t need anyone to take care of me,” I grumbled. My head was finally starting to clear up from all the pre-treatment drugs they pumped into me. “But I’m glad he’s on his way home.”

“Kate said she was going to try to make it back before seven tonight,” Dylan said.

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