Chapter Fourteen
Callan rubbed his eyes. His brain wasn’t functioning, but he had work to get done… and no desire to go home to his cold bed.
He groaned, knowing he sounded like a sap. But his mind was still abuzz from the conversation he’d had with Aileen’s mother.
It seemed so unreal. And he wasn’t sure what to make of it. Who could he talk to? Isla? Isla’s husband and his best friend Daniel?
If he told either of them, the news would make its way back to Aileen. He didn’t need that to happen. And he couldn’t tell his mother. No, she’d bake a cake and take it to Dachaigh just to meet Aileen’s parents. Aye, his parents were tamer versions of Siobhan regarding his love life, especially his mother. And sister.
Callan shuddered. He was a magnet for attracting crazy women, currently he ha
