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“Me? I’m not the one who came up with that stupid contract.”
“What contract?” Mr. Dixon looked between us.
“Nothing,” we answered simultaneously.
“We’ve kept enough secrets between us in this family. Don’t continue the trend.” Her father could be frightening when he was stern.
Marlow stabbed at a piece of steak, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Let’s see how she wiggles her way out of this.
“Can I call you Dad?”
He looked at me, a cross between pleased and puzzled. “You know you can. Why do I feel like I’m missing something?”
“How do you feel about being a grandpa again?”
Chapter Forty-Two
Marlow
I spatwater all over the table in front of me.
He grinned. He sat there and fucking grinned.
“I hope to be a grandfather again soon.”
I resisted the urge to bang my forehead with my hand. My father couldn’t have missed the biggest hint on the planet.
“You’re an ass,” I hissed.
His grin broadened.
“Are you?” Mrs. Quinn stared at me.
“Pregnant? Yes, we are.” Patrick raised his glass.
Dad set down his fork.
Mrs. Quinn beamed and clapped her hands. “That’s wonderful.”
He focused on Patrick with that serious look that had made me straighten up as a kid. “You’ll do the right thing.”
“I’m trying my damnedest, sir.”
“We arenotgetting married.” I dug into my steak Diane as if this were normal dinner conversation.
“You know as well as I do how difficult it is to raise a child on your own,” Dad said.
“Are you saying it would’ve been easier if my awful mother would have stuck around?”
“Patrick is nothing like her.”
“That’s not an answer.” I shoveled mashed potatoes into my mouth.
“It would’ve been both easier and more difficult.” He pushed his plate away. “I’m not some old fart living in the olden days, but I expect Patrick do right by the both of you. The same as I expect you to do right by him.”
“What’s to do right by him?” I started on Patrick’s unfinished meal. He traded plates with me. “The baby and Blake are most important.”
