Page 76 of A Home for Harmony
It was the last thing he needed aired in front of Harmony. That he was some dick that didn’t care what his daughter thought.
Hell, he had said nothing to her before now because he didn’t want to hurt her more than anything.
“Mom always made comments like that when she was dating someone. Now that she’s back with Randy, she’s been in a better mood.”
“I didn’t know they were together again,” he said. Last month, they’d been fighting and taking a break again. He couldn’t keep up.
Scarlet shrugged. “I think they like fighting and giving each other space.”
“Is your mother not home tonight?” he asked. “You’re not allowed to be home alone.”
“She’s there,” Scarlet said. “Randy had to go out of town for work this weekend. I would have told you I’d be here if Mom wasn’t home.”
“Good,” he said.
“How did you two meet?” Scarlet asked Harmony. “My father hates social media. I can’t ever show him things I’ve seen on it because he gets annoyed and lectures me it’s not real.”
He rolled his eyes.
What a great way for his daughter to insult what he thought of Harmony’s career.
“It’s a funny story,” Harmony said. “My car had some electrical issue and died on the side of the road. I was waiting for a tow truck and the roads weren’t great. I’m freezing my butt off because I only ran out in my sweats and slippers to get creamer for my coffee.”
Scarlet laughed. “It was you. That day, my father lectured me on the importance of always being prepared.”
Harmony turned and slapped his thigh. “You didn’t tell me that. Thanks a lot.”
“Hey,” he said, shrugging. “She needs to know. You learned not to do it again, right?”
“Don’t listen to him,” Scarlet said. “My father always has to plan it all out. If he could put a bunker in the garage for an apocalypse, he’d do it.”
Micah snorted. “I’m not sure I’d gothatfar.”
“Yeah, you would,” Harmony said. “I can see it.”
Scarlet laughed. “I’m trying to wrap my head around this. I can’t see you two together at all. You’re not much older than me, are you? My dad is so old.”
“Hey,” he said. “I’m not that old.”
“I’m twenty-six,” she said. “Ten years older than you.”
“But twelve younger than my father,” Scarlet said. “What can you two even have in common?”
Harmony turned to grin at him. “Yeah,” she said. “What do we have in common?”
“Great, you’re both ganging up on me. We don’t have a lot of time together.”
“Because of me,” Scarlet said. “I’m sorry. That’s why you should have said something. You didn’t want me to stop in and see you together.”
“If I was really concerned about that,” he said, “Harmony wouldn’t have been here tonight or any other night and she’s here half the time we are together.”
“But her car is in the garage,” Scarlet said. “So I don’t see it.”
“No,” Harmony said. “Only if I’m staying the night.” He groaned next to her and Scarlet flushed. “What? We can’t lie about it. Get a grip.”
His shoulders slumped. “I know,” he said. “Are you bothered by this, Scarlet?”
“No,” his daughter said. “Maybe because I feel like I know Harmony. Wait, do you live around here? I don’t know where you live. I thought it was around New York City or something. At least that is what I assumed. Don’t you work there?”
