*Dawson’s POV*
We had just finished breakfast when Myrna came up to the table, leaning in towards me, speaking slightly above a whisper.
“Sir, Mr. Mitchell would like to see you in his office,” I nodded in understanding as I moved to get up.
I turned to look at Harper. “Hey, I need to go talk to my dad for a minute. Are you good here?” I asked as she nodded before responding.
“I’ll be fine” she said with a smile. I nodded and leaned in to kiss her quickly on the forehead before motioning to Hank to watch her.
“Don’t take your eyes off of her” I warned, as he nodded in response.
“Yes, sir” Hank said in confirmation, before taking his post outside of the kitchen, but in clear view of Harper. I knew she was the safest with us in this place, but I didn’t want to take any chances. I refus
