Who she guessed was now Cole’s boyfriend too.
Anywhere else people would look askance at someone being in a relationship with two people. In Haven, no one had even blinked. In fact, from what she’d heard while they’d been there, that wasn’t even the most unusual arrangement.
She’d been thinking about Haven a lot. About how women were treated there.
Protected. Cherished.
She’d never experienced that from her own family, let alone strangers.
It was unusual and intriguing and she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about what it would be like to live in that cute town where people seemed to really care about each other.
She was certain there was a catch. There had to be.
Her father thought they were all weird sickos.
“We’re moving to Texas.”
“Texas? Father, Cole doesn’t want to marry me.”
Was she an idiot? Why did she bring up Cole?
Hank’s face started to turn purple. “Fuck that asshole,” he snarled. “Thought he could ruin me by pulling out of our agreement? Well, he’ll regret the day he went against me.”
“I don’t think he was going against . . .” she trailed off at the look her father gave her.
Right. He didn’t want to hear that she was pretty certain Cole hadn’t given her or her father another thought.
It might have been nice if he’d cared a little bit about her, but she didn’t think that Cole had never really seen her.
It didn’t mean he was a bad person.
He’d just been in love with two other people. She didn’t really have the right to expect any level of care from him.
“Why are we moving to Texas? Have you got a new job or something?”
Hank smiled. “You could say that. I’m going to run for Lieutenant Governor of Texas.”
She blinked.
“Um. What do you mean? You’ve got no experience with politics.”
“Don’t need experience when you know people. You think your old man can’t do it?” he asked.
“Well, yes, of course you can,” she said. When Hank Bridges wanted something, he usually found a way to get it.
She figured that’s why he was so upset about Cole. People didn’t generally go against him.
“But what about the business?” she asked.
“Who cares about that?” he said.
Well, she’d thought he did. It seemed to be all he lived and breathed for.
What was going on here?
“So start packing. I need to get to Austin immediately and start working on the campaign. You’ll have to sort everything here.” He turned away, looking at something on his phone and smiling.
It wasn’t a nice smile.
