The Mighty Quinns: Dermot-Dex. Kate Hoffmann

Читать онлайн.
Название The Mighty Quinns: Dermot-Dex
Автор произведения Kate Hoffmann
Жанр Короткие любовные романы
Серия Mills & Boon e-Book Collections
Издательство Короткие любовные романы
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781472095558



Скачать книгу

      “You’re going to like him. I know it.”

      “Does your mother know you’re here?”

      Maddie shook her head. “I’m sure she’ll figure it out at some point. Kieran texted her to let her know I was all right but I know she’s going to be crazy until she talks to me. I was going to call her, but then I chickened out. You know how she likes to control every little thing.”

      “Your mother has made mistakes,” Sarah said. “I’ll be the first one to point that out. But you do have a wonderful career, sweetheart. And you’re so talented. I wasn’t behind this when you were just a teenager, but now, I listen to you sing and I know you’re doing exactly what you should be doing.”

      “Am I?” Maddie said. She pushed away from the table. She’d expected her grandmother to side with her, not her mother. But now it sounded as if they both thought she should go back. “I’m not sure I want to go back. I think maybe I want something else out of life. Is that so wrong, to want an ordinary life?”

      “Does that ordinary life include being married to Kieran Quinn? Sometimes love can make us think in fairy tales instead of realities. If you’re counting on this young man to rescue you from all your troubles, then I think you need to reconsider your options.”

      Was that what she was doing? Maddie wondered. Her grandmother had always urged her to take control of her own life and until now, she hadn’t found the courage to do that. But the courage hadn’t been all her own. Kieran had helped.

      “I don’t expect that,” Maddie said. “He has a job and a life in Seattle. He’ll have to go home and I’ll have to make some decisions about what I want.”

      “Well, sweetheart, I think you need to take your time. You’re a big girl now.”

      Maddie stood up. “You know, I think I’m going to catch up with Kieran. Why don’t you leave the dishes and Kieran and I will do them later?”

      She was anxious to get out of the kitchen, away from all of her grandmother’s questions, away from the mirror that Sarah Westerfield held up to Maddie’s face. She wanted to grab her things and throw them back in the car, to run away again. When she was with Kieran, she didn’t have to think about her future. She could just live each day without concern for the next.

      She found Kieran and her grandfather standing at the gate to the stable paddock, watching a pair of horses gallop around the perimeter, their tails and manes flying. She stood next to Kieran, wrapping her arms around him.

      “Have you met all the horses?” she asked.

      “Some of them,” Kieran said. “I’ve never really been around horses. They’re much bigger than I thought they’d be. Close up, I mean.”

      “We’ll have our first riding lesson tomorrow,” Maddie said. “You wait. You’ll be a pro before you know it.”

      “I guess that means I’m going to have to take you driving.”

      Her grandfather chuckled. “Our Maddie behind the wheel. Oh, dear. We tried that once and it didn’t come out well.”

      “I went off the driveway and into the pasture fence,” Maddie said. “I mixed up the brake with the gas.” She smiled, remembering. “But I was only thirteen.”

      “Hopefully, the last eleven years have taught you the difference between go and stop,” her grandfather said. “But your inability to tell left from right never stopped me from loving you, darlin’.” He turned away from the fence and gave her a kiss. “Take a look around. You helped build this farm, Maddie West. Look what your music has made for us.” He cleared his throat and Maddie caught sight of a tear in his eye. “Well, I’m hungry for a piece of your grandmother’s cobbler. And then, I’m going to listen to the ball game.”

      “Pawpaw is a big baseball fan,” Maddie explained. “Braves all the way.”

      “I’m a Mariners fan myself,” Kieran said.

      “I do like my ball games,” Joe said. He gave them both a wave as he walked away, his hands shoved in his pockets.

      Kieran draped his arm around Maddie’s shoulders and then pulled her into a long and lazy kiss. “I’ve missed that,” he murmured against her lips. “I feel like I have to be on my best behavior.”

      “You better be. Ninny is putting you out in the stable house. I think she knows we’ve been sleeping together. She won’t have any of that premarital sex under her roof.”

      “So we’ll have to find another roof?”

      “The backseat of the car is made for fun,” Maddie said.

      He kissed her again. “Can you sneak out after everyone is asleep?”

      Maddie groaned softly. “Now I’m wishing we’d stayed on the train.”

      “We’ll be fine,” Kieran said.

      “I hope so,” Maddie said, burying her face in his chest. Though she’d been happy to see her grandparents again, Maddie couldn’t help but sense that the fantasy that she and Kieran had been living had come to an end.

      Sooner or later, she’d have to make some decisions about her future. When she was with Kieran, that always seemed so far off. But now, here with her family, her responsibilities seemed to come rushing back, full force.

      Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.

      Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».

      Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.

      Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.

/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAgEBLAEsAAD/4RMQRXhpZgAATU0AKgAAAAgABwESAAMAAAABAAEAAAEaAAUA AAABAAAAYgEbAAUAAAABAAAAagEoAAMAAAABAAIAAAExAAIAAAAUAAAAcgEyAAIAAAAUAAAAhodp AAQAAAABAAAAnAAAAMgAAAEsAAAAAQAAASwAAAABQWRvYmUgUGhvdG9zaG9wIDcuMAAyMDE0OjAz OjEwIDE1OjEzOjIzAAAAAAOgAQADAAAAAQABAACgAgAEAAAAAQAACTqgAwAEAAAAAQAACgAAAAAA AAAABgEDAAMAAAABAAYAAAEaAAUAAAABAAABFgEbAAUAAAABAAABHgEoAAMAAAABAAIAAAIBAAQA AAABAAABJgICAAQAAAABAAAR4gAAAAAAAABIAAAAAQAAAEgAAAAB/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAgEASABI AAD/7QAMQWRvYmVfQ00AAf/uAA5BZG9iZQBkgAAAAAH/2wCEAAwICAgJCAwJCQwRCwoLERUPDAwP FRgTExUTExgRDAwMDAwMEQwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwBDQsLDQ4NEA4OEBQO Dg4UFA4ODg4UEQwMDAwMEREMDAwMDAwRDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDP/AABEI AIAAdgMBIgACEQEDEQH/3QAEAAj/xAE/AAABBQEBAQEBAQAAAAAAAAADAAECBAUGBwgJCgsBAAEF AQEBAQEBAAAAAAAAAAEAAgMEBQYHCAkKCxAAAQQBAwIEAgUHBggFAwwzAQACEQMEIRIxBUFRYRMi cYEyBhSRobFCIyQVUsFiMzRygtFDByWSU/Dh8WNzNRaisoMmRJNUZEXCo3Q2F9JV4mXys4TD03Xj 80YnlKSFtJXE1OT0pbXF1eX1VmZ2hpamtsbW5vY3R1dnd4eXp7fH1+f3EQACAgECBAQDBAUGBwcG BTUBAAIRAyExEgRBUWFxIhMFMoGRFKGxQiPBUtHwMyRi4XKCkkNTFWNzNPElBhaisoMHJjXC0kST VKMXZEVVNnRl4vKzhMPTdePzRpSkhbSVxNTk9KW1xdXl9VZmdoaWprbG1ub2JzdHV2d3h5ent8f/ 2gAMAwEAAhEDEQA/APVUkkklKSSQ7ciikTdYyseL3Bv/AFSSgCdkiSycn61/VvGBNvUaDHIreLD/ AJtHqOVC3/GH9VaxLcl9p8GVWf8AoxlaaZwG8h9rPHlOYlrHDkI7iEqelSXE5P8AjU6U0fquHfc7 /hCysf5zXXu/6Cx83/HPZjWtYOjh7XN3f0mDyR/3H8kBkhI0DZXZeR5nFj9zJjMIDSyY9f6vzPpy S8tH+O241utHQXGthAe8ZMtaXTsDnfZNrd+x+xdD0r/GEeoeiHdNfU64AkC1r9sjd3ZXuTiQN2vG JlsLexTHhYp+s9bfpYdx/q7D/wB/asrqP+M/ofTS37Vi5oDiRuayogR4/rG5ATiTVpOOQFkaPSOv uDiN34BN9ou/e/Af3Ljf/HX+qNjpJyq57OpB/wCotcjUf4y/qffaylmTd6lrgxgND9S47W8SnLXr PtF3734D+5JQ2nds7zHz4SSU/wD/0PVV5R9afrd9ZMfrmdh4+c+qim0srYxrBDR23hm//pL1deI/ W/8A8U3Uv+Pd/BQ5yREUa1dT4PjhkzTE4xnULHEOL9Jp5HVur5g25WdkXtP5tlr3D/Nc