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We didn’t ever use a condom, but I was on the pill. He didn’t need to know that, though. Tears slid out of my eyes, knowing it was hard for him to look at me like I wasn’t his little girl anymore.
He wiped my tears away. “It’s like I blinked, and overnight, you turned into this beautiful woman I couldn’t be prouder of. You’ve never given me any problems like your brothers have. You’ve always been my good baby girl, and I thank God for that.” He paused, allowing his words to sink in.
“From the first time you ran into my arms, I knew you were special. I hate that I missed the first nine years of your life, but I hope you recognize how much I’ve tried to make up for it since.”
I nodded. “Yes, Dad.”
Tears freely fell down my face. There was no stopping them.
“Watching you grow up into everything we ever wanted for you has been one of the biggest joys of my life, Capri. The money, businesses, and success have never mattered nearly as much as my family.”
I felt the weight of his words in the pit of my stomach.
“You and your brothers are our biggest accomplishments. I hope you know that too.”
He pulled me into his side, kissing the top of my head.
“I never understood how people would say you fall for men like your father, but that’s absolutely the case here. He’s a lot like you. Quiet. Revered. Stubborn. Protective. The list goes on with how much he reminds me of you. The way you look at Mom every day is the way he looks at me too.”
“He’s damn lucky to have you. If he hurts you again, you know I’ll kill him the only way I know how…”
I smirked. “Taking him for everything he’s worth.”
He winked at me.
“It’s like you’re a jilted ex-wife.”
He got serious. “There’s something you’re not telling me. I can feel it.”
I didn’t know how much I could actually share with my dad. I was scared of saying the wrong thing.
Instead, I simply stated, “I’m just trying to work through things that I didn’t realize needed adjusting.”
“Such as what?”
“It’s complicated.”
“Most men are. From what he’s told us, we grew up in similar environments. I didn’t have a father who drank and beat me, but I was placed in foster homes, and if it wasn’t for your mother’s family and her brother being my best friend, I don’t know where I’d be.”
“That’s what we are to him. He doesn’t really talk about himself or his past that much. You probably know as much as I do. He’s always been invested in my life, though. He listens intently to everything I have to say. It doesn’t matter how insignificant it is, he loves to listen as if I were reading from his favorite book. I’ve felt this deep connection to him since the second we met. Like we’ve known each other all our lives.”
“I feel that with your mom, and it’s a beautiful feeling.”
“It’s kind of scary too.”
“It can be, but I know you’re a good judge of character. You know the difference between right and wrong, and I trust your judgment.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
“Your brothers, on the other hand, they’re questionable.”
I laughed.
“Your mom used to worry that your brothers had me all their lives, and you didn’t. She was concerned you’d resent us for it and how much it would affect you as you got older.”
“Yeah…” That was the only response I found until finally I stated, “I have a lot to think about, Dad, but I promise you that if I did think that at one point, I don’t anymore.”
“Just remember whatever happens between you two.” The next statement he said couldn’t be more accurate. “We’ll be here no matter what.”
