CHAPTER NINETEEN - DUNCAN
A week had gone by before I transferred the video from my phone to a file on my computer, but nothing had happened in the final days of filming. The production of the new Star Summers video was a wrap. It was time for me and Rachel to take our relationship away from work. It would be hard not seeing her every day, but considering what we’d been through, it would be a lot healthier this way.
Rachel invited me over for dinner that to meet her father, and I was the most nervous I’d been in years. I decided to spiff myself up, and I had even cleaned my goatee up a bit and tried a new aftershave.
My hard work paid off with her greeting smile, and as she led me inside, I took the opportunity to get a good look at her. She had dressed too and had on a sexy pale purple dress that flattered not only her smooth complexion but her soft curves as well. I remembered a time when she was nothing more than knees and elbows and had a smattering of sun-kissed freckles across her nose and cheeks. It was long before I realized she’d one day hold my heart in the palm of her hands.
I sat watching her, settling at the bar as she checked all of her dishes and stirred what needed stirring. She threw a glance over her shoulder and then turned to lean across the counter for another kiss. “You look dapper,” she said running her hands through my trimmed beard.
“Yeah, well I wanted to look my best.”
We gave each other a worried glance as the doorbell rang.
She stopped and glanced back at me before swinging it open. “Daddy!” She was all smiles for the old man.
“How’s my little girl? I’ve missed seeing that smile.” I rose as Mr. Dean entered the room and as he stepped around the corner and met my eyes his smile barely faltered, but tightened enough to let me know it was forced.
It was as if all the air had suddenly been sucked out of the room as she made the introductions. “Daddy, you remember Duncan Kelley.” Her voice wilted on the last syllable of my name, and he gave a curt nod in my direction as he extended his hand. I took it giving him a firm grip.
“Of course. How could I forget?” His tone implied he’d surely tried and though she offered him a seat beside me, he took the chair across from me. “I was sorry to hear about your mother’s passing. She was a delightful woman, much like your sister in that regard.”
“Thank you. It’s been an adjustment for Shauna and me both, but we’re leaning on each other and staying strong.” I smiled at Rachel, and she seemed to relax a bit. I wasn’t convinced.
She steepled her fingers as if saying a prayer that we play nice. “Dinner is almost ready, so I want to go and cut a fresh salad. I think you two could catch up a bit.” She hurried out of the room, and the two of us remained silent for a moment as we stared at everything but each other.
“You’ve been seeing my daughter again. That must have been your sister’s doing.” He tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair and then leaned forward, pouring himself a drink from the selection Rachel had placed on the coffee table before our arrival.
I stayed still, my posture so straight my back was screaming, but I dared not dip my chin or slouched. I wasn’t the child he’d sent away. “Yes, she did have something to do with us reconnecting, but as it turns out, I’m still very much in love with Rachel.”
He pulled his lips into a tight line and his jaw twitched slightly. “I’m sure she’s still equally fond of you or else she wouldn’t have bothered putting us all in this awkward situation.”
“With all due respect, sir, I’m not the one who made it awkward.” I had mowed the man’s yard, washed his cars, and done every other odd job around his house for nothing more than a thank you when Rachel’s mother had passed, and when I fell in love with his daughter, suddenly I wasn’t good enough. He’d been the only father figure I’d had after losing my own so young. Instead of welcoming me like I’d expected like he’d done all those years before, he’d treated me like a stranger.
“You’re right. I did. But if you’re hoping for an apology you’ll be waiting a long time. My daughter needed to live her life, you knew it as well as I did. You didn’t even fight me on it. You went right along with it.”
“Because I had respect for you, and yes, a huge part of me knew you were right. Rachel needed to live her life without the burden of our relationship. Knowing your disapproval of us, I didn’t want to drive a wedge between you two either. You were the only parent she had.” I shifted in my seat and leaned forward. “And just to clarify, I knew she deserved to follow her dreams, but not your dreams for her— her own.” I made sure to make that last point loud and clear.
He leaned forward. “Yet, here we are. Who knew respect had an expiration date.” He sipped his drink and swallowed it with a scowl.
“So, you still don’t want me with your daughter? Even though she’s a grown woman and chooses who she loves, you’d rather she be with someone else?”
Rachel came through the door. “I didn’t invite the two of you here to argue. Neither of you have a choice in what I do with my life, so your opinions of each other are moot. I just wanted a nice evening with the two men I love most in the world. It’s not like you are strangers, dammit, you’ve known each other all my life. I’d think you’d have something else to talk about but my welfare. I’m a grown woman – dammit.” She turned away and stormed back into the kitchen.
I wanted to stand up and walk after her, but I paused and looked at him eye to eye. “I’ve never lost respect for you, Sir. You were being the best parent to Rachel as you knew how, but I’m not some kid you can send away. As long as she wants me in her life I’ll be here, so you’ll have to accept me being a part of her life.”
“There’s that fire I’d hoped to see.” He sipped his drink casually and then turned a glance my way. “Well don’t just stand there, go after her.”
“You’re giving me your blessing?” The man was impossible but then a smile spread his lips, and he nodded.
I made it to the kitchen just in time to find Rachel pulling her lasagna out of the oven. Her lip was curled in anger as she spun around. “Are you two done posturing?”
I closed the distance and pulled her close. “He gave his blessing.”
She relaxed in my arms and tears filled her eyes as she looked up at me. “I was so hoping he would. I wanted everything to be perfect. Now— well, now I suppose it is.” She brought her mouth to mine, and I walked her back against the counter.
“Yes, it’s finally perfect, and after dinner, once he leaves us alone, I plan on peeling you out of that pretty dress.”
Her eyes flashed, and she gave me a devilish grin. “Then I better serve it while it’s hot.”
I helped her carry everything to the table, and after a moment her father joined us.
That evening, we sat talking about future plans and old times. We shared so many memories from the past.
As I watched Rachel and her father sharing smiles and laughs, I couldn’t help but find myself in deep thought.
We’d each lost loved ones over the years and that was a bond we’d share forever. It made me think about the parents Rachel and I’d lost, and how proud they would be of us withstanding so many obstacles to come out stronger than ever.
Rachel was my soul mate and I would soon make her my queen.