Eva POV
"Dad, Kal is nothing like the wanker." I whispered to him.
"Shhh don't use those words around Tanner." He scolded me and pretended to cover Tanner's ears, who was in my mum's arms.
"Oh please, that will probably be his first word being Mick's son." I rolled my eyes, making Val snort, and Mick try to vehemently deny it.
The smile on Mick's face, though, definitely meant he wouldn't be surprised either.
"I'm allowed to be worried about my little girl, especially when she didn't come to me last time. You're not even in the same country anymore." He huffed.
I adored my father. He really was the most amazing man. He would do anything for you, from changing a tyre in the pouring rain at three o'clock in the morning, to helping us move ANYTHING from the moment we moved out of home.
