Redeeming 6 (Boys of Tommen, #4)

by Chloe Walsh

Numb, I hung up and slid my phone back in my pocket and looked at Kavanagh. “I need to take off.” “Take off?” he demanded. “Where?” “I have somewhere I need to be,” I mumbled, completely fucking reeling. “Hold the fuck up,” he warned, blocking the doorway. “Your sister is upstairs in my shower.” “Yeah.” I shook my head and blew out a pained breath. “I’m going to need you to hold on to her for me.” “Hold on to her?” He looked at me like I’d just lost my mind. “You just want me to hold on to your sister?” “That’s what I said, wasn’t it?” “You’re not saying anything,” Kav hissed, furious. “That’s the problem. You’re not telling me shit!” “I did tell you,” I snarled, losing my cool now. I didn’t have time for this shit. “I told you to ask Shannon!” “So, you’re what?” His eyes bulged in his head. “You just going to leave her here?” It sure beat the alternative. “For how long?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t know?” “Yeah, I don’t fucking know,” I snapped, just about done with his bullshit. “Is that a problem?” “It’s not a problem that she’s here,” Kav was quick to state. “It’s a problem that you’re leaving her here, and I have no goddamn idea of what to tell her.” “Fine,” I lost my cool and spat out. “Tell my sister that our father called. Tell her that our mother had a miscarriage on Friday night, and he’s on the way home from the hospital with her now.” Kav had the good grace to flinch. “Shite.” “You have no fucking idea,” I seethed, shoving past him and stalking down the hallway ...