He shrugged again, and he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He ignored it for a moment, taking in exactly what Mia was saying. She was leaving. And taking the boys.
"Fine," he replied. "I think it will be good for you to get away from me for a bit. I'd leave, but I'm sure I'd have a million Baileys jumping down my throat, making comments about that being the reason I won't marry you." He leaned against the counter.