"Oh my God, Dad, it was one kiss!" I heard Izzy yell in complaint in the background.
"One kiss too many!" He yelled back.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Havard. I know you've taken great care of me and I didn't mean to dishonor your trust, it's just that-" I could hear Jared trying to explain himself.
"I don't want to hear it, kid. If I were you, I'd take a step back."
I was already reversing out of my parking spot and racing to Izzy's new house, which thankfully wasn't too far from my doctor's office.
"Davis, calm down."
"I will not cower away, sir," Jared answered back, causing me to smirk because that was the best move he could have made right now.
Good job, Jared.
"Oh, really?" Davis asked, but I could hear him struggling to keep the anger in his tone. Jared had just impressed him.
"I'll be right there. Don't hurt anyone."
I hung up, focusing on the road as I sped through. I jumped out of my car, running inside expecting to see a fist or two flying, but when I stepped through the doorway, I saw them all sitting at the table, talking seriously. There was no laughter floating through the air, no smiles spread across their faces.
"I really like your daughter, Mr. Havard. She's an amazing woman, and I'd really like to continue to date her if she still wants me." Jared was laying it on thick with the Mr. Havard crap, but I think Davis liked it.
"And do you Izzy? Want to date Jared?" Davis asked her with his elbows on the table and his hands clasped before his face.
"I do. He's a good guy, Dad."
"I know that, Izzy. That's the only reason he's not pinned against the wall."
I laughed, unable to stay silent any longer, causing everyone to look my way. It was the first time since leaving the doctor's appointment that I didn't feel like crying.
"Izzy and Jared, you have our blessing. Just be careful and take things slow. You guys are still young." Davis looked at me, so flabbergasted that it made me smile wider. "Davis, come with me and leave these two alone. You and I both know that you like Jared. Stop being stubborn. Besides, we have something important to discuss."
Izzy smirked with her arms crossed, while Jared stared at me in surprise. My Viking looked as if he had forgotten how to function as he stared at me with his lips slightly parted. Eventually, he regained his composure, standing from his chair, eyeing Izzy and Jared for a moment.
"If I see you kiss her again before you properly start dating, I'll break your jaw. Whether or not I like you, that's my baby girl." Davis pointed at Jared menacingly before he marched his way towards me. He grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the house.
"What is all of that? I had him scared good," Davis complained.
"I promise, he's still scared."
Davis looked at me with his arms crossed and a frown on his face. He sighed as he noticed how indifferent I was about his pout. "Okay, what did you want to talk about?" He asked, uncrossing his arms and taking my hands instead.
"Not here, at home."
I didn't want anyone to overhear, and I certainly didn't want to cry in Izzy's yard. She'd fight the doctor for giving me bad news. She'd probably even offer to get me new fallopian tubes.
Funny girl, that one.
"You're worrying me," he whispered with his brow pinching together in concern.
"Let's go home. I'll tell you everything."
"I'll see you there," he told me, kissing my forehead before getting onto his bike and putting his helmet on.
I'm sorry, Davis.
26: Will You?
