“Here’s the short of it. I’ve seen the way you look at my daughter and vice versa. I understand you have a job to do, and there’s nothing more important to me than my daughter’s safety. But after, if you want and she’s willing, I thought you should know I’m okay with it.”
Holy. Fucking. Shitballs.Confused as hell, now, Grant’s brows turned inward as he asked, “You’re giving me permission to date your daughter?”
Cantrell nodded. “Brynnon’s had a hard time finding the right man. Someone who can appreciate and support her independence. Someone who isn’t just interested in the family’s bank account, if you catch my drift.”
“I do.”
“Good.” Brynnon’s father walked to the door. “Now that that’s settled, please be sure to let me know what you find out when you speak to Charles Wright. Hopefully, once you two have had that conversation, the threats to Brynnon will stop and we can all go on with our lives.”
“Yes, sir.”
After a brief conversation with Coop, Grant left the building. He called Derek on the way to his truck.
“It’s me.”
“You talk to Cantrell?”
“I did.”
“And? How’d it go?”
“It was...” Grant searched for the right word. “Enlightening.”
“Enlightening?” Derek’s voice perked up. “Do tell.”
He got into his truck and made his way through the parking lot. Bypassing the incredibly awkward conversation at the end, Grant told him what he knew.
“Cantrell claims he didn’t tell us Bryn was the target because he didn’t want her to worry. Speaking of, how is she?”
“Worried.” Derek sighed. “I swear, the woman hasn’t stopped pacing since you left.”
Grant cursed under his breath. “Send me Wright’s address. I want to drop in and see what I can learn.”
“Hang on.” There was a pause and then, “There. I just sent it.”
“Thanks. I’ll be back at the condo as soon as I’m finished grilling Wright.”
“You want backup?”
“No. Stay with her. I’ll let you know when I’m done.” With that, Grant ended the call and began following the GPS directions to Charles Wright’s home.
As he drove, Grant replayed the conversation with Senator Cantrell.You do have feelings for my daughter, don’t you?
The man’s words ran on a continuous loop through his mind. The closer he got to Wright’s place, the more he began to admit the answer...
Yes.
Despite his best efforts against it, the fiery redhead had wormed her way into a heart he’d thought no longer existed. And damn if he knew what to do about it.
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