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“My daughter’s delusional right now. She’ll move on from this, and from you.” He shrugged. “Either way, I’m glad it’s over with.”
“Delusional, huh?” I shook my head. “We were fucking perfect until tonight. Until you got involved. She wanted to be with me just as bad as I wanted to be with her.”
“It was never going to work out.”
“She loves me!” I snapped. “And we were fucking good together.”
“Oh, what happened? You two hold hands and see a movie or something? And now you’re in love? That’s it?”
“It’s more than that. So much more. You’re not listening to me and you’re not listening to her.”
“I have no reason to listen to you. Leave. Now. Back to the trailer park, Westbrook.”
“I love her,” I said with gritted teeth. “As much as it pisses you off, she loves me too.”
“Oh, please.” He rolled his eyes. “You think you know what love is after going on one date with my daughter?”
“I know what love is after being buried inside your daughter’s pussy,” I spat out. At that point, I couldn’t help myself. It was impossible for me to hold back the words. Fuck it. Fuck it all. If I couldn’t be with Holly, then I was going to burn every bridge I could get my hands on.
Holly’s dad was silent. His jaw was tight as he moved down a step. If the guy wanted to fight, then I wasn’t above kicking his ass.
“What did you just say?” he asked lowly.
“You need me to say it again? You losing your hearing? I might be too. Holly gets so fucking loud sometimes,” I said with a cocky chuckle. Again, I couldn’t help myself at that point. If he didn’t think I was good enough for her, I was ready to throw it in his face that Holly didn’t feel the same way.
“You keep your mouth shut, son,” he said quickly.
He really had no idea. I smirked at him.
“But I like it,” I told him, yanking my tie loose. The thing was too restricting and I needed to rant. “I love it when she gets loud, but she’s also good at staying quiet. I mean you’ve never heard me with her, right? Like the other night, when I snuck into her bedroom, and she was there on her knees for me, choking on my cock? Did you hear her gagging for me? Or maybe you heard her that night I had her bent over her bed and had her purring for me?”
“You better think carefully about what your next words are, kid, becauseI’m about to make sure you never lay eyes on my daughter ever again.” His voice was raising as he moved forward one more step.
And I did think carefully about my next words.
“Doesn’t matter. I’m sure she’ll remember me.” I shrugged lazily. “You never forget your first, right?”
He stormed down the last four stairs, nothing but irritation in his eyes as he approached me. Rushed footsteps behind him stole my attention. Holly. There she stood with wide, panicked, wet eyes. Her eyes looked swollen and it killed me to know that she was in pain because of me. Because I was a fuck up who couldn’t give her the perfect life that she deserved.
“Daddy!” she called out before she ran down the stairs, grabbing at his hand. “Daddy, don’t.”
“Get back inside. Get back inside with your mother, because trust me, there’s a lot I need to say to you!” he snapped, his eyes never leaving my face. “And you get out of here. Go. Go home! This is the last time you two are ever going to see each other.”
I glared at him, but then my gaze landed on Holly. On her sad eyes and trembling lips and shaky hands. God, she was an angel. And I was the devil that didn’t deserve her. It was a hard truth to swallow. I stepped backwards, keeping my eyes on her, not able to look away. I only turned around because Holly’s dad pulled her into her house, and that was when I let out a deep breath.
I fucking missed her already.
Chapter 47
HOLLY
“Why would you do that?” I screeched.
Yes, I wasscreeching. Literally screeching. I didn’t know what else to do but yell. I had been so excited for tonight. I had been so ready to show off Sawyer to my parents and let them see what a great guy he was. And not just for me. He wasn’t just perfect forme. No. He was everything they should have loved too. A hard worker, resilient, strong.
But they had to go and ruin it.
“Sweetheart, it’s gonna be okay,” my mom said, her eyes big as she stared up at me. “Please don’t be upset.”
