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I walk to the main room with her following me. I hear her gasp from behind me, so I know the moment that she saw my dad sitting on the couch.
“Conner?” she asks in surprise.
“Hello Robyn, forget to tell me something?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at her.
She looks between us and pales.
“I had to. You don’t understand,” she says as tears fall from her eyes.
“Of course, I don’t fucking understand. You had my daughter and kept her a secret for twenty-five fucking years!” he shouts in rage at her.
“I did what I had to do to keep her safe,” she says, not backing down.
“Safe? From her own fucking father?” he spits out.
“No. From whoever was taking the club kids that we would never see again,” she shouts at him.
I look at her in shock at her words.
“That hasn’t happened since you left,” Knuckles says softly, trying to defuse the tension in the room.
“But it did happen, and on the day I found out I was pregnant, I was sent a note saying they couldn’t wait to get their hands on my baby. I never told anyone I was pregnant, so I had no idea who would have known,” she says while tears fall down her face. She sits down on the couch and puts her head in her hands.
“We found almost all of the kids. This is club business, so I shouldn’t be sharing this information, but one of the brothers was responsible. He fetched a good price for them. We don’t know who the higher up person is that he was dealing with, but we got everyone else that was involved. We were able to locate all but one. By the time we went to this guy’s last known location, he was gone,” my dad tells her.
“I was too scared to come back to see if it was safe,” my mother admits.
“It’s safe now. I won’t let anyone take our daughter,” he says, sitting beside her, pulling her into his arms, and giving her a kiss like he has been waiting for this moment for years. Heck, he probably has. I look over to Knuckles and make a gagging face at my parents, and he just chuckles quietly.
“I want to get to know you,” I blurt out, interrupting their moment in hopes that I can stop them before they go at it right then and there.
My father pulls back and smiles softly at me.
“I would like that. We are heading back tomorrow morning,” he says.
“Can I?” my mother starts.
“I think that’s best. It tore me apart to find out that you left. I’m sure that you want to see that Danielle will be safe there in my club,” he says.
“Do you want to head out to my place? We can order dinner,” I ask nervously.
“That sounds great. Knuckles, you good?” my dad asks.
“Oh, you can come too,” I tell him so he doesn’t think I am being rude.
He smiles at me and winks. “Thanks darling, but I’m going to let loose for a few hours.”
It takes me a few minutes to understand his meaning. He’s going to go take advantage of the club girls. “Ohh, that’s good; make sure you wrap it before you go to pound town,” I say before giving him a thumbs up.
He looks at me in shock for a moment before he shakes his head. “Please don’t say that ever again.”
“Don’t like pound town? How about bumping uglies? Sticking your banana in the fruit salad? Beating some guts? Launching the meat missile-”
Knuckles throws his hands up. “Okay, I get it. Please stop,” he says with a laugh.
“I don’t think I want to know why my daughter knows so many different ways to describe sex,” my dad whispers to my mom.
“I believe that she and her best friend, Z, had made it a drinking game one night,” my mother says, trying to remember the night I called her drunk with all the new phrases I learned for sex.
