and fucking Kiro should have stepped in like
my father had and done something.
Blaire squeezed my hand tightly as we stepped into the dining room. I scanned the room and was
relieved that Nan wasn’t here yet. I wanted to get Blaire seated and relaxed before my sister showed
up.
“You require this family gathering up and you show up late,” Kiro drawled as he leaned back in his
chair and took in the sight of Blaire. I was beginning to hate the man. For several reasons.
“Nan isn’t here yet. We’re not late,” I replied and walked Blaire to the other end of the table and sat
her down beside Dean and I took the chair on the other side of her.
“He’s in rare form. Started hitting the rum early,” Dean explained to Blaire. The apologetic look on
my dad’s face reminded me that he wasn’t as heartless as his friend. I knew that already. He hadn’t
ignored me. But then Kiro hadn’t ignored Harlow either. However, I wondered if she would’ve been
if her mother’s mother hadn’t taken her in. Kiro only supplied the money. Her grandmother had raised
her. He’d just shown up with ponies and promises he never kept.
“I’m just being me,” Kiro called out from his end of the long table. “You keeping that pretty girl of
yours far away from me, aren’t you?” Kiro said with a laugh. “I’m just looking, boy. It isn’t like I’m
gonna touch her. She’s carrying your kid. I stay away from the pregnant ones. I don’t want anymore
kids blamed on me.”
Blaire tensed beside me and I rested my hand on her leg. This wasn’t something that should upset her.
It was a good thing. Even if I wanted him to stop looking at her.
“Daddy, leave Rush and Blaire alone. Your teasing them just makes everyone uncomfortable,”
Harlow said. She’d been sitting quietly to the left of Kiro. She rarely talked so I wasn’t used to her
soft-spoken voice. It still amazed me that the man had produced her. She was nothing like Kiro. She
was also the only person who could make Kiro calm down. Her voice seemed to ease him.
“Alright, darlin’. I don’t wanna ruin your dinner. I was just funning around.”
“No funning,” she replied in a gentle command.
Blaire ducked her head beside me. “I like her,” she whispered so softly I almost hadn’t heard her. I
smiled. I hadn’t been wrong about Harlow if Blaire liked her. She was genuinely a nice girl. Nan was
going to give her hell.
The loud clack of heels hit the marble floor leading into the dining room. I tensed and prepared
myself for Nan. She swooped into the room wearing a short, ice blue, fluffy looking dress and
stilettos on and her long red hair was pulled up on her head with curls falling loosely around her face.
She had made sure she looked good for this. That was Nan. I watched as her eyes took in everyone at
the table with a haughty glance.
The irritated gleam in her eyes as she noticed Blaire was nothing compared to the hateful glare she
shot at Harlow. I waited to see if she was going to say something I needed to shut down. Harlow kept
her gaze down and she played with the napkin in her lap. The tension in the room was thick and I
hated that Nan thought she had to do this to get attention.
“Sit down girl and stop standing there snarling. We want to eat,” Kiro said flippantly and Nan’s eyes
flashed angrily. She looked at the other seat beside Kiro and then walked past it to sit down on the
other side of Dean. The little girl in her was still afraid of rejection. She knew my dad wasn’t going
to reject her.
“I didn’t know you’d brought her,” Nan snapped.
Blaire was so tense beside me I wanted to pull her up against me until she relaxed. “Of course I did.
She goes where I go.”
Nan rolled her eyes. “I miss the old Rush.”
“I don’t,” I replied.
“This is a family matter. You think you could handle just a few moments away from him or are you
planning on smothering him the rest of his life?”
my father had and done something.
Blaire squeezed my hand tightly as we stepped into the dining room. I scanned the room and was
relieved that Nan wasn’t here yet. I wanted to get Blaire seated and relaxed before my sister showed
up.
“You require this family gathering up and you show up late,” Kiro drawled as he leaned back in his
chair and took in the sight of Blaire. I was beginning to hate the man. For several reasons.
“Nan isn’t here yet. We’re not late,” I replied and walked Blaire to the other end of the table and sat
her down beside Dean and I took the chair on the other side of her.
“He’s in rare form. Started hitting the rum early,” Dean explained to Blaire. The apologetic look on
my dad’s face reminded me that he wasn’t as heartless as his friend. I knew that already. He hadn’t
ignored me. But then Kiro hadn’t ignored Harlow either. However, I wondered if she would’ve been
if her mother’s mother hadn’t taken her in. Kiro only supplied the money. Her grandmother had raised
her. He’d just shown up with ponies and promises he never kept.
“I’m just being me,” Kiro called out from his end of the long table. “You keeping that pretty girl of
yours far away from me, aren’t you?” Kiro said with a laugh. “I’m just looking, boy. It isn’t like I’m
gonna touch her. She’s carrying your kid. I stay away from the pregnant ones. I don’t want anymore
kids blamed on me.”
Blaire tensed beside me and I rested my hand on her leg. This wasn’t something that should upset her.
It was a good thing. Even if I wanted him to stop looking at her.
“Daddy, leave Rush and Blaire alone. Your teasing them just makes everyone uncomfortable,”
Harlow said. She’d been sitting quietly to the left of Kiro. She rarely talked so I wasn’t used to her
soft-spoken voice. It still amazed me that the man had produced her. She was nothing like Kiro. She
was also the only person who could make Kiro calm down. Her voice seemed to ease him.
“Alright, darlin’. I don’t wanna ruin your dinner. I was just funning around.”
“No funning,” she replied in a gentle command.
Blaire ducked her head beside me. “I like her,” she whispered so softly I almost hadn’t heard her. I
smiled. I hadn’t been wrong about Harlow if Blaire liked her. She was genuinely a nice girl. Nan was
going to give her hell.
The loud clack of heels hit the marble floor leading into the dining room. I tensed and prepared
myself for Nan. She swooped into the room wearing a short, ice blue, fluffy looking dress and
stilettos on and her long red hair was pulled up on her head with curls falling loosely around her face.
She had made sure she looked good for this. That was Nan. I watched as her eyes took in everyone at
the table with a haughty glance.
The irritated gleam in her eyes as she noticed Blaire was nothing compared to the hateful glare she
shot at Harlow. I waited to see if she was going to say something I needed to shut down. Harlow kept
her gaze down and she played with the napkin in her lap. The tension in the room was thick and I
hated that Nan thought she had to do this to get attention.
“Sit down girl and stop standing there snarling. We want to eat,” Kiro said flippantly and Nan’s eyes
flashed angrily. She looked at the other seat beside Kiro and then walked past it to sit down on the
other side of Dean. The little girl in her was still afraid of rejection. She knew my dad wasn’t going
to reject her.
“I didn’t know you’d brought her,” Nan snapped.
Blaire was so tense beside me I wanted to pull her up against me until she relaxed. “Of course I did.
She goes where I go.”
Nan rolled her eyes. “I miss the old Rush.”
“I don’t,” I replied.
“This is a family matter. You think you could handle just a few moments away from him or are you
planning on smothering him the rest of his life?”
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