She smiles and joins the others.
That was close…
Later, in the office, Dad is already waiting with a stack of files. He looks tired, the bags under his eyes a silent testament to sleepless nights.
He looks up when we walk in. “What’s up?”
Micah chimes in with a laugh. “Your son here was a total rockstar when it came to impressing the investors today.”
Dad smiles, shaking his head. “I can see that. But I also wanted to invite both of you to a dinner party Quinn and I are hosting this week. It’s a chance for us to reconnect.”
Micah nods. “Fun! I wouldn’t miss one of your dinners for the world.”
Dad turns his attention to me. “Valentino, you must come. In fact, I was thinking this would be the perfect moment for you to introduce us to your girlfriend as well.”
Micah snorts. “Girlfriend?”
I shoot him a glare. “Yeah, um… of course.”
Dad smiles broadly. “Great, it’s settled, then.”
My stomach twists.
“Wait, since when do you have time to date?” Micah’s tone is laced with genuine surprise.
“Since when do I need to update you on every detail of my life?” I retort before turning to Dad. “She’d love to be there.”
“Excited to meet her.” Dad’s eyes twinkle.
Silence falls.
My mind races as I realize that now I must find a “girlfriend,” fast. I’ve promised my father, and I can’t back out easily. How the fuck am I supposed to find someone by the end of the week?
Then, as if from a long-forgotten memory, a face surfaces, a face I haven’t seen in years, yet have thought about more times than I care to admit.
“Oh, I almost forgot to ask…” Dad’s voice cuts through my reverie.
“Y-yeah?” I rub the sides of my arm.
He smiles warmly. “What’s her name? I don’t think you mentioned it before.”
Both Micah and Dad fix their gaze on me, expectant.
Without thinking, the words spill out, “Layla. Her name is Layla.”
For a moment, I freeze.
Then Dad’s face lights up. “Layla. Beautiful name. Quinn and I can’t wait to meet her.”
“Count me in too,” Micah teases. “I’d love to see who finally got Valentino to settle down.”
I look away, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and frustration.
This fucker’s asking for it, but I know I’ll deal with him later.
Dad beams. “Great.”
Now there’s only one thing left. I have to find Layla and persuade her to agree to my plan before the dinner party.