Page 34 of You're My Person - For Always

"I don't know. Come on."

She grabbed River's hand, and together, they rushed downstairs. Excitement and anticipation filled her. Maybe her dad had changed his mind and decided to let them see him.

As they reached the bottom, Kenna could see the tension on Zane's face as he held the phone tightly against his ear. The room's heavy silence amplified the importance of the moment. She hadn't seen her dad for over nine years, believing he was dead until only recently.

Kingsley joined them, his gaze fixed on his brother, awaiting the news with them. The sudden possibility of seeing her dad stirred a mixture of hope, fear, and confusion within her. She squeezed River's hand, finding comfort in having her sister by her side as they moved forward with their lives.

River whispered, "Can we—?"

Zane held up his hand, stopping her from asking. Kenna inhaled deeply, understanding her sister's impatience. The moment she received validation that her father was alive, she'd wanted to see him.

"Thanks." Zane disconnected the call and met Kingsley's gaze before directing his attention to River and Kenna. "He's given his approval for your visit, but—"

"We can go." She grabbed River, swaying back and forth.

The relief was so deep she could barely stand. Finally, she was going to see her dad. All the questions about their mom's death that had gone unanswered will finally come out, and she can learn why he faked his own death. She was going to spend every moment that she could with him.

"But!" Zane broke through their celebration. "You must request a visitation and wait until the on-call judge grants you permission. It's not a done deal until you get the judge's signature on your form."

"We'll do it." She squeezed her sister. "I just know it'll work out. It has to."

"We'll do it first thing on Monday." River moved over to Zane and hugged him. "Thank you."

"It wasn't me." Zane's mouth tightened underneath his beard.

Kingsley palmed the back of Kenna's neck. "Dad must've got word to him, gave him my number, and that's why the prison called me regarding a visit for both of you."

"I don't care who did it. I'm grateful that we're finally going to see him." She pressed her hand to her chest. "God, I can't believe this. I was too scared to hope."

"Just remember, it's not a done deal," reminded Kingsley.

"I know." But there was no way she would believe the visit wouldn't go through. She had to think positive.

"I need to get up to the clubhouse." Zane guided River away from them. "Do you still plan on going to the campground and filling in for Phil?"

"Yeah." River opened the door. "I'll walk out with you."

River caught Kenna's gaze and held up crossed fingers. She, in return, held up her fingers. This was their first positive sign that it would be possible to see their dad again.

"Are you going to the bar now or waiting until three?" asked Kingsley.

"I'll wait." She grabbed the edges of his vest. "What do you think the chances are of the judge letting us see him?"

"Let's not do this." He kissed her swiftly. "One day at a time. If you start worrying now, you'll drive yourself crazy."

"Some would say it was too late. I'm already crazy." She kissed him back. "Crazy for you."

"Better be, brat." He smacked her ass. "I'll see you later."

The towel wrapped around her wet hair unraveled. She caught the material, refastening it at the base of her neck.

Kinsley growled, eyeing her. She warmed, knowing that look. Knowing how he made her feel when he got that expression.

She stepped toward him. He grabbed her hips, keeping her away.

"I need to go." He kissed her quickly. "I'll swing by the bar after the meeting."

"Hurry," she whispered.

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