“Because you don’t even know where you’re going,” I argue. “How can I know something you don’t even know yet?”
His eyes narrow. “There’s still a lot of information you can share that would help them. Besides, Lukas is my son. I have to keep him safe, whether you like it or not.”
I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm. “Asshole” is beginning to look like an extremely insufficient word for this colossal prick. The possessive tone in his voice has my hackles rising automatically.
But I can already tell what kind of man he is. Brusque. Demanding. Dominant.
Pushing back will only make him dig his heels in harder. Normally, I wouldn’t care, but I’m in no fit state to fight against him. I have to try a different approach.
“Fine. You want to be a father all of the sudden? Then get your bab
