"Oh, Killian." Marliss's sigh was even louder than his. Let me get a cup of coffee so I can wake up my brain. Then you can tell me how you've made a mess of things."
He waited impatiently until she picked up the phone again and told him she was ready. It took him a while, and he wasn't sure he was coherent at all times. His mother listened without interrupting until he got it all out. When he finished, he blew out a breath and waited for her to tell him he was full of s**t. What she said hurt him even more.
"Killian." Her voice actually sounded sad. "I can't tell you how disappointed in you I am."
"Oh, Mama, you know I hate hearing that."
"Too bad," she said. "It's the truth. I thought I gave you a good picture of the kind of man Dusty was, of his good qualities and why I fell in love
