“There are many reasons why I came here with you.” Brock rubbed his fingers along his shirt. “First off, I wanted to court you and do things properly, but that was a fail, so here we are. And secondly, Tyler expected you to do something stupid.”
“Then, why let me come?”
“I hoped I was wrong and you would come here and be my dutiful daughter.” Dad pointed at Brock. “You know I wanted the two of you together, but you didn’t listen. I’m tired of suggesting. It’s time I took matters into my own hands. You won’t make the right choices.”
“Those aren’t the right choices for me.” He had to see that.
“You think I care?” he asked condescendingly. “It’s the right choice for me.”
“You would make your daughter unhappy to get ahead?” Egan wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “That’s disgusting.”
