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That didn’t make it sting any less. Especially since Serena expected me to secure that jerk’s blessing before presenting her with the ring in my jacket pocket.
Today was not the time to approach her father, as I was likely to punch him in his smug face.
Serena
We walkedto the parking garage.
I knew he’d parked the Porsche to the left, but Duke kept tugging me along until we ended up in motorcycle parking.
“Ready?” he asked as he stopped in front of that big black Harley I’d seen multiple times at his place. “I promised you a ride when this was over, and now it is.”
I ran my hand down my side. “I can’t. Not in this skirt.”
“And whose fault is that?” he asked. “I suggested the pantsuit. Snuggle close, and nobody will see a thing.”
I hesitated, sorely tempted.
“Who’s chicken now?” He grabbed a helmet and offered me a second one.
What the hell?I took it.
He flipped out the passenger foot pegs and mounted the bike.
Helmet in place, I flipped down the visor, hiked up my skirt, and swung my leg over.
Dad appeared. “Stop. You can’t go with him.”
“Ignore him,” Duke said, starting the engine. “We’re leaving.”
“No,” I yelled over the noise and dismounted, almost falling on my ass in the process. I was done with this male-ego bullshit. I was going to get to the bottom of the problem.
Duke shut down the engine. “Get back on, Tiger. We’re leaving.”
I didn’t go for the bait. “No. We’re talking to him.” I knew this wouldn’t be easy, so I pulled out the big threat. “Or are you scared?”
“You can’t go with him,” Dad pleaded. “He’s not right for you.”
Duke got off the Harley and removed his helmet with the meanest scowl I’d ever seen on him. “She’s mine. Get over it.”
I got between them. “I’ve had it with both of you refusing to talk to me. Now what the hell is the problem?”
Neither man spoke up.
“If I don’t hear an explanation in the next five seconds, I’m walking out of here on my own.” I pointed at Duke. “Not your woman.” I swung to Dad. “And not your daughter.”
“He had me arrested,” Duke blurted.
“You deserved it,” Dad insisted.
I’d never heard any of this.
“They dropped the bullshit charges,” Duke spat, his face turning red. “But the arrest cost me my football scholarship.”
“And rightly so, you pervert,” Dad said, obviously proud of himself.
“What the hell are you two talking about?” I demanded.
“I found that note,” Dad explained, “when I picked you up from summer camp.”
