Page 101 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

She shrugged nonchalantly.

“Just a misunderstanding, daddy.” I smiled innocently as he walked towards us.

“Why do you girls have your Glocks out? Is something wrong?” Dad inquired with concern in his voice.

I quickly tucked my Glock back into its holster. “As you know, Man-Man isn’t here anymore. Now you run the Southside with our help.”

Dad shook his head. “I don’t need your help, Tori.”

“Dad, I ran the streets with Man-Man. I will continue to do so.”

His face darkened with disapproval.

I placed a comforting hand on his arm. “Don’t worry, dad. We’ll be discreet.”

Inside, I winced at the lie, but forced a smile as I pulled away. “Well, mostly. Our friend Tyra has turned against us and tried to kill us before I left town. She even blew up our playhouse and almost killed Ritchie,” I muttered bitterly.

“He was inside the house at the time. Luckily, he managed to escape through the back door just in time.”

“Is your boyfriend okay?” Dad asked.

Asia stood with her arms crossed and an annoyed expression on her face.

“Ritchie is healing.” I grinned.

“Tori,” Ezra warned.

I knew that if I didn't tell the truth, Ezra would inform Ritchie that I had failed to disclose the fact that Ritchie and I were now married.

“That’s good, he’s okay. I told you I wanted to thank the man who protected my daughter when I couldn’t. I’m still not clear why you and Daryl fell out,” Dad pushed.

I felt the anxiety creeping up my back. If I didn’t get off the subject quickly, I’d lose my shit in front of my father.

“In due time, I’ll tell you about what happened between Daryl and me.”

Ezra cleared his throat while he stared at his phone, basically urging me to get to the point.

“While my friends and I were in Las Vegas over the weekend we attended Bianca and Catch’s wedding.”

A wide grin spread across his face. “I can’t believe she got married. Make sure you tell them I send my congratulations.”

“I will,” I replied.

“While I was there, Ritchie proposed to me.”

My dad’s eyes widened in surprise.

“And I said yes.” My cheeks lifted with happiness.

“Is that so?” My dad’s eyebrows raised.

I wasn’t sure if he liked the idea of me marrying someone other than Daryl.

I held out my hand, wiggling my ring finger.

“Wow.” He gawked at the sparkling diamond on my finger.

“Yes. We eloped last Saturday evening.”

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