Maggies Marriage (Cloverleaf #2) Read Online Free Page B

hope to have her as a sister-in-law someday.
    “Rachel.” Maggie hurried toward her and gave her a hug. She didn’t really know what else to do, she was genuinely glad to see the other woman, but it was kind of awkward.
    Rachel smiled and squeezed Maggie in a tight embrace as she looked questioningly up at Liam. Rachel released Maggie and began fussing with her short hair.
    “I’m going to head home, but Maggie, maybe you want to get some coffee or come over and visit while you’re here?” Rachel asked nervously, tugging at the flannel shirt that covered her thin body—Liam’s flannel.
    Maggie nodded, realizing how uncomfortable Rachel must have felt. Rachel scurried down the hall, leaving the two siblings alone in the kitchen.
    Once Maggie was sure the other woman was out of earshot, she swatted at her brother. “Wow, Liam.”
    Liam smiled. “I know, crazy, huh?”
    “I’m happy for you. I really like Rachel,” Maggie said as she heard Rachel making her way back toward them.
    The petite blonde was now dressed in an over-sized gray sweater and jeans. She raised up on her toes and gave Liam a kiss on the cheek.
    She moved to Maggie and gave her another hug. “I’m so glad to see you.”
    Maggie watched as Rachel carefully peeked over the plaid couch and gingerly patted Melanie’s sleeping head. The small token of affection made Maggie’s heart squeeze.
    Maggie followed Liam’s eyes, and she could plainly see that her brother was in love with the woman who just left.
    Liam quickly turned back to the coffee. He grabbed two mugs out of the hickory cabinets and sat them on the granite countertop. He looked back at his sister and waited for her to make the first move.
    Maggie cleared her throat and started to speak. “You are probably wondering why I’m here.”
    “Just glad to see you, though it’s a little early. You want sugar or cream?” Liam asked as he poured the dark liquid from the French press. The aroma swam to Maggie’s nose. She inhaled the rich flavor, and her stomach clenched, a reminder from the life inside her.
    “You know, Liam, can I just have tea instead? Herbal, if you have it?” Maggie asked.
    “Sure, no problem. I’m sticking to this stuff.” Liam raised his mug and took a sip of the coffee.
    Maggie felt the weight of the world melt from her shoulders as she sat there with her brother. A fire was burning slowly in the large fireplace, casting a soft glow along with the cold morning light in the living room. Earlier, Liam had moved Melanie into his bedroom, tucking his niece into the over-sized bed. The two siblings sipped on their hot beverages and discussed in great detail Maggie’s dilemma.
    Repeatedly dunking the tea bag, Maggie sighed. “I just don’t know what to do, Liam.”
    Liam seemed cautious when he answered his sister. “Mags, I’m not really sure what to tell you. So you haven’t told Mom yet?”
    “No, I haven’t said anything to anyone. I was going to tell Michael, but things have just been, well, I don’t know, not good. It isn’t like he’s ever home for me to even talk to him anyway,” Maggie reasoned.
    “I can see how you’re upset that he didn’t show for Melanie’s concert. I’m a little surprised he didn’t at least let you know why he couldn’t make it.”
    Maggie huffed loudly. “Does it even matter? The fact is, we are not a priority. I just don’t want Mel getting hurt. You should have seen how disappointed she was, it nearly broke my heart.”
    Liam nodded. “I can imagine. But you have to tell him about the baby.”
    “I will.” Maggie yawned, her body was exhausted from the drive and lack of sleep.
    “Let’s get you in bed. You go sleep with Mel, I’ll take the couch,” Liam instructed.
    “Thanks, Liam.” Maggie looked lovingly at her brother. He was a good man, and she appreciated his kindness. Maggie was glad she had turned to him; she could always count on Liam.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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