"If things get interesting I might even put my book down," he said looking over the top of it as his sister. He was hardly surprised that Crowley was about a supportive a boy friend as Gabriel thought he would be. The baby he was interested in, something he could mould to his grand little self image, but Anna was just the means to an end. If there was more than that, Gabriel was sure, the dad would be a tad less dismissive.
Not being in the delivery room he could understand but the jerk could have sent some flowers. Or some gravy powder.