The Marriage Contract (The O'Malleys #1) by Katee Robert

Author:Katee Robert [Robert, Katee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780349409665
Google: D_PGCAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00VEQMXZO
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2015-06-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Four days later, Teague stumbled up to his room, so damn exhausted, it was like he’d been running a marathon all day instead of making phone calls. But nothing had come to fruition, and his frustration was high.

James wasn’t returning his calls. The men he’d sent out to canvass the area around Tit for Tat had been run off by Halloran men. Neither his father nor Aiden would talk to him about the plans they had in the works.

And, to top it off, his younger sisters had taken it as their own personal mission to make sure he made a full recovery. Every time he turned around, Sloan was pushing him into the nearest chair and offering a blanket, or Keira was shoving hot tea into his hands.

They meant well, but he was losing his goddamn mind.

He locked his bedroom door and sat gingerly on the edge of his bed. His ribs still smarted like nobody’s business, but the family doctor had assured him that nothing was broken or seriously injured. He’d be back in fighting shape in no time.

Teague sighed and stripped, moving carefully. A quick glance at the clock told him it was late—later than he’d wanted to be running around. His promise to Callie lingered in the back of his mind. It was the only reason he allowed his sisters to run rampant over him. At least that way he had something to tell her when he called her at night to reassure her that he was taking care of himself.

His shower was quick and miserable, the hot water doing nothing to pound the tension from his muscles. He needed a week on a beach somewhere and daily massages to work the stress out, but it was more likely that a unicorn would burst through his door.

The fight was here. Callie was here. His family was here.

Which meant he was where he needed to be.

He shut off the water and grabbed a towel. Lying down on his bed was a slice of sheer heaven, but he didn’t close his eyes. There was one last thing to do before he could give over to sleep. He smiled and reached for his phone.

A few seconds later, Callie answered. “Late night.”

“Yeah.” He adjusted his pillows. “My mother cornered me to ask about tux choices. She sat me down for an hour to go over pictures. An hour.” And when he’d told her to just pick whatever she thought was best, she’d ripped him a new one without ever once raising her voice or letting the smile slip off her face.

Callie made a sympathetic noise. “She called me three times today. I’m not particularly proud to admit I dodged every single one of them.”

“I don’t blame you.” He laughed. “I’d be doing the same thing, but the woman knows where I sleep.”

“So what did you decide on?”

“Hell if I know. I chose three options before she was finally satisfied.”

“Poor baby.” She moved, the sound of fabric sliding coming through the phone.

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