Twenty nine

Kendrix looked at him and threw him a quizzical look. He knew what he meant and who he was referring to. He just wanted to make sure they were on the same page before he makes a comment.

“My daughter, she hasn’t brought anyone home and she hasn’t said anything about it. I think this is a good sign,” he explained briefly.

“Oh,” Kendrix said only, shrugging it off. But his heart speaks otherwise. It leapt like it was about to jump out of its place. He wanted to smile so badly but he suppressed it. When they made that agreement with her father, he was afraid she’d bring someone home. He was afraid the guy she’d bring home was Blake. It should be anyone but Blake. It should be him. Yes, he’s that selfish and yes, he wanted Aurora all to himself. He believes she is worth more than being his wife but he also believes that he’s the right man for her, protect her and love her.

“How did she even end up at your place the other day?” Anakin shoots the question out of nowhere.

Kendrix didn’t