Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Laughing, I glanced out the window. “No. I’ve always been on the cautious side. I think I got it from my mother. She was always so worried about my dad, she never really let me do things where I might get hurt.”
Finn peeked over at me, then back at the road. “How did you ever have any fun?”
“I had fun. In a controlled environment kind of way.”
He chuckled. “Sounds like a boring childhood, Éan.”
Pinching my brows together, I was about to ask what he’d called me when his phone rang.
Finn hit a button on his steering wheel.
“Hey, kiddo.”
“Hey, Finn, what’s up?”
It was a young female voice, and I was guessing it was Angela, Finn’s sister.
“Harmony’s in labor.”
She screamed and Finn chuckled.
“No way! Oh. My. God! I just finished the baby blanket I was knitting for her! Okay, who’s calling the parents and who’s calling Wes?”
“If you do one thing for me, I’ll call Mom.”
“Anything! If it saves me from one of her speeches, I’ll do anything.”
Finn looked at me and winked. “I was in the middle of a date. One I really didn’t want to end, so Rory will be with me. Keep Mom at a distance, will you?”
She gasped. “A date? With one girl? Like not two, right?”
An uneasiness moved across my body. Two?
“Angie, I have you on speaker, and Rory’s sitting next to me.”
“Shit. Oh um… Hi, Rory!”
I forced myself to speak, praying my voice wouldn’t crack. “Hi there.”
“I was totally kidding! Ignore me. It’s not every day Finn goes on a date. Well, I mean he goes out with women, but usually it’s more of a—”
“Angie, can you please stop talking?” Finn asked in a frustrated voice.
“Yes! I will stop right now. I’m hanging up and calling Wes.”
“Bye, sis.”
“Bye, Rory!” she called out.
“Goodbye, Angela.”
“Call me Angie!”
I chuckled. “Angie it is.”
Finn waited a few seconds before taking my hand in his. “I’m not going to lie and tell you this is normal. It’s not. I’ve never brought anyone home to meet my family before.”
Sickness quickly hit my throat. How many women had Finn been with? Clearly my father had some idea, if he’d already formed his own opinion of him. Even Russell made mention of Finn’s reputation.
Was I in over my head? Could a guy like Finn really settle down with a girl like me? One with hardly any sexual experience? He was probably used to women doing all sorts of things with him. Maybe I was a challenge for him?
My chest heaved up and down, and I was ready to ask Finn to bring me home when I jumped at the sound of a phone ringing.
“Well, if it isn’t my baby boy.”
I hid my grin while Finn groaned. “That would be Preston, Ma.”
“Nonsense. Each of you is my baby boy. How are you doing, sweetheart? Are you eating well? How is that puppy dog you’re taking care of? Did you figure out why the captain is punishing you?”
I turned to look at him. “No, Ma. I haven’t.”
“Well, hang in there. Your father knows Captain Adams and said he’s a good guy and takes care of his men.”
My heart swelled with pride.
“Hey, Ma. I’ve got news.”
She gasped. “You met a girl?”
I pressed my lips together and felt my face heat as I waited for his response. Would he tell her?
“I did, but you can’t say anything to anyone.”
She covered the phone and yelled, “Mike! Finn met a girl! Oh, Finn, tell me all about her! Is she pretty? What does she do for a living? Does she have good birthing hips?”
My mouth dropped open, and Finn laughed. “She’s sitting next to me in my car, Ma. I’ll fill you in later, but I need to let you and Dad know something.”
“Oh Lord. Let me sit down.” She covered the phone but we could still hear her. “He’s gone off and done it. He got a girl pregnant. Get me the scotch out of the cabinet, Mike. The good stuff!”
I was positive a look of horror moved across my face, but Finn acted like it was no big deal his mother thought he had gotten a girl pregnant. “No, Ma, I didn’t get anyone pregnant. Harmony’s in labor. They’re on the way to the hospital now.”
Screams and muffled noises came across the car speakers. I could hear a man in the background crying out in joy.
“Finn, I’ve got to go, sweetheart! Meet you at the hospital.”
“Tell Dad to drive safe.”
“Will do!”
The line went dead and Finn took my hand in his again. Butterflies flittered about in my stomach, causing me to place my other hand over it.
“I’m sorry about that.”
I shrugged. “I take it your family is used to you dating a lot of women?”
He didn’t respond, and that made me even more nervous. Maybe he was regretting bringing me—like I was slowly regretting coming.