Saving a Legend(64)

“You two are perfect soulmates,” Dee said, giving Clare’s arm a squeeze.

Clare grinned and propped herself up on her elbows on the counter. “No argument here.”

“Ready to go look at the dresses?” Dee turned back to Fiona, picked up her empty juice glass again, and rinsed it out in the sink.

“Oh, I don’t think I can. I really appreciate the gesture, and the dresses are so stunning, but it’s too extravagant. I can’t afford those, and I can’t let you buy something so expensive for me, not after all you’ve already done.”

“Don’t be silly, Fiona. I didn’t buy fifty dresses for four women. Designers send us these dresses for nothing because they want us wearing them when all the photographers at the event take our photos.”

Fiona’s brows shot up. “Really?”

“I told you, Fiona. The Kavanaghs are always on Page Six,” Clare said with a look that said she wasn’t used to it, either.

“That we are,” Dee agreed with a proud smile. “So let’s go play dress up! There’s a silky, silver dress up there that I think will look perfect on you.”



Fiona stood and followed the women upstairs. She’d been holding back for so long, putting up walls between herself and everyone around her, that she felt as if she’d finally broken free.

It was time to let her heart lead.





Chapter 15

“I’m not going through that awkward lying shit again.” Rory crossed his arms, glaring at him through dark silver eyes.

“I never asked anyone to lie,” Kieran told his three brothers, who were all a little ticked off at the situation he’d accidentally put them in.

“Maybe, but you’re certainly avoiding having us say anything that would lead her to the truth about your prison time.” Quinn leaned against the counter at Legends and swiped a pickle from next to Rory’s sandwich as Kane shook his head at him. Ace’s head popped up next to the counter, eager to see if there was any food he could have, too.

“I’m not ready to tell her about prison. We haven’t been dating very long, and I only got out right before we met. There hasn’t been enough time.”

“Really? Because you two are moving along like you’ve been together forever—you moved her in with Ma, you spend all your free time with her, and you’re helping to care for her sister. I mean, you didn’t have to move that fast if you didn’t want to. She’s clearly not forcing you.” Rory smacked Quinn’s hand away as he tried to grab another item off his plate. “Seriously, Quinn. You’ll be pulling back a stub in a minute.”

Quinn rolled his eyes before turning back to Kieran. “We’re just saying that we all like her, and we don’t want to lie to her.”

“He hasn’t asked us to lie,” Kane defended his twin, tapping a pen against the counter surface.

“Exactly. I’ll tell her on my own when I’m ready. After the gala this weekend, maybe. Keep in mind that she has a child. I can’t exactly tell her about prison with an eight-year-old listening in. We haven’t really had much alone time.” Kieran was doing his best not to feel as nervous as he should right now.



“That’s bull. You could’ve found the time if you’d wanted.” Rory called him out.

“She’s hanging out with the family all the time; one of them might slip and say something anyway.” Quinn was talking about his parents and Casey, all of whom Fiona now lived with and was definitely getting to know really well. While he loved it, wanting her to be a part of his life in that way, he definitely worried something would spill. He’d asked his mother and father not to mention it until he was ready, and they’d both agreed to his request for a limited time. But they said they wouldn’t maintain their silence for long.

“I doubt it, no one really talks about the negative stuff much. Ma likes to wear rose-colored glasses to view the world.” Rory chuckled. “She thinks all of her sons are perfect.”

“Well, one of them is.” Quinn pointed to himself.

Kieran laughed and punched Quinn softly in the arm. “Yeah, fucking right.”

“If anyone is perfect in this family, it’s the badge-wearing model citizen,” Jimmy announced, walking through the front door of the gym and catching the end of their conversation.

“I said perfect, not kiss-ass.” Rory winked at their youngest brother.

“Fuck you.” Jimmy clapped his hand against Rory’s in greeting before changing the subject. “So, what’s new, guys?”



“Not much, just training this shit head.” Rory pointed to Kane. “How’s the thin blue line?”