Page 16 of Breaking Oakley
“I know what you came here for, and I’m glad she left before she had to be subjected to you. To…this.” Mr. Montgomery twists his hand in Bo’s direction, then at me, face creasing with disgust. “I should’ve known you’d behave like this. Any son of Greg Walker’s can’t be trusted to know how to behave right.”
“I know you’ve never liked me,” I tell him steadily.
“That’s right. I never have. Never will. You’re not good enough for my daughter. Are you happy I finally said it out loud? You will never be good enough.”
His words hit me harder than they should. I knew deep down that he felt that way, but hearing him say it out loud is a slap in the face that I’m not prepared for. Regardless, if a part of me wants to let him see how much his words affect me, I don’t.
“Yeah. Now that she’s not here to hear it and argue with you,” I tell him. “But you should know something. You can hate me from now until the cows come home. That’s fine with me since I guess right now I’m not such a fan of yours, either. But, with all due respect, sir, I love your daughter and I will never let her go.”
I turn on my heel and climb back into my truck, then drive off, unwilling to look back at the one place that held so many memories between me and Oakley. Away from Montgomery Ranch, filled with people who despise my presence.
People who will eventually be eating their words when I finally make Oakley Montgomery mine. Because one thing I’m sure of more than anything, she will be mine.
No matter what it takes to make that happen.
THE END
