Daisy
I blinked at him in surprise. The tall, stupidly good looking man who called himself Reaper. Had he really just said he was meant to be my dad?
Almost instantly my anger bubbled up. What the hell kind of thing was that to say? I had a dad. Ok, my dad was an overbearing ass but he was still my dad. He had still tucked me in every night and wiped away tears when I grazed my knee.
And then it hit me.
He hadn’t said he was my dad , he had said he was meant to be.
“My mum…..”I swayed slightly on my feet. And his hand came down to steady me. Closing around my upper arm.
“Let’s get you sat down Daisy….” His blue green eyes the colour of tropical seas met Requiems over my head. “Can you….” He didn’t get to finish.
“I’ll take your appointments.” The bigger man smiled sadly. “It w
