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“I can do this here, or we can take it somewhere else,” I tell Sam, cocky as hell, because with or without his permission, I’m marrying his daughter. “It’s up to you.”
Sam bares his teeth, and the others laugh.
“Welcome to hell, prince.” Becket sits back with his hands behind his head and gets comfortable, while Cade gets up.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Becket asks.
Cade grabs a bottle of scotch that costs more than my first car—and it was a decent car— and holds it up. “We need more alcohol for this.”
“Why?” Becket laughs. “It’s not like he can knock her up more.”
“Assholes,” Sam cuts them both a glare.
These are his people.
The guys he could always be himself with.
That was always Maddox and their daughters for me.
But they’re not my people.
“Watch it,” I growl, not liking anyone referring to Caitlin as knocked-up.
They sit up and take notice, and I’m officially over this. “I’d like your permission to marry your daughter.”
“Oh shit...” Tweedledee and Tweedledumb sit back and take notice.
“Excuse me?” Sam doesn’t bother to stand—he just turns to face me. He doesn’t need a position of power to be powerful, and he knows it.
“I’m going to marry Caitlin. I’d like to do it with your blessing. But I’m going to do it either way. I love her. She’s going to be the mother of my baby. They’re mine to take care of. Mine to protect. They already are. But I’d like to do it right.”
“Might have wanted to wait to knock her up until after you had a ring on her finger, Sinclair,” Becket warns, and I have my hand wrapped around his throat so fast he doesn’t see it coming.
“Say it again, Senator. I dare you. Talk about her like that one more time,” I warn him, and Sam grabs my shoulders and pulls me back.
“Let go, Callen,” he says very calmly, and I drop my hands, seeing fucking red and completely over this bullshit.
I never loose my cool, but when it comes to my woman, I go from zero toyou’re going to fucking diereal quick.
“This was a bad idea. Listen, I’m marrying your daughter. It would be really nice if you could make things right with her so you could be in her life. As someone who came close to losing his father this year, I would hate for Cait to lose you. And for the baby not to have you. But that’s up to you. Fix it with her or don’t. Your call, Sam.”
I turn to leave but see Amelia standing in the doorway, glaring.
Pretty sure she’s not glaring at me.
“Callen, stop.” Sam crosses the room until he’s standing in front of me. “You’d marry her without my blessing or my permission?”
I look him in the eye and refuse to back down. “I’d marry her tonight if she’d let me.”
“Good... To keep her safe from this world, you’re going to need that kind of strength,” Sam tells me.
“And those bigass balls too, kid,” Becket adds. “You know that was a federal offense, right?”
“No, it was not, Becket,” Amelia scolds her brother. “Stop being a little baby, and don’t make me hurt you for saying Caitlin is knocked-up again. Have a little class.”
“I was just playing,” Becket mumbles, while Sam and I stare at each other.
“I’ve tried to talk to her, you know. She won’t call me back,” Sam looks from his wife to me, obviously uncomfortable with all of this. “I love my daughter and my family, and I was trying to protect them the only way I know how.”
