“You care for him,” I said, peering up at my dad. He turned to look at me and he nodded once.
“I took his father from him,” he said, a little sadness in his tone. “I feel it’s my duty to make sure he ends up in the right direction.”
My father left my room without another word.
I touched my lips with my fingertips, remembering how Enzo’s lips felt against mine. It was a brief kiss, but it was my first kiss.
That wasn’t how envisioned my first kiss at all, and he certainly wasn’t whom I envisioned it with. It upset me that I blew my chances at the perfect first kiss. Enzo wasn’t somebody who could love me like my dad loved my mom. Enzo was somebody who was more focused on his work than anything else.
As my father said, he’s a driven Alpha who has huge goals. He doesn’t allow himsel
