Page 45 of British Daddy to Go

I can’t let my thoughts spiral like this. I know Sean has had other women before me. We’ve talked about his past and decided it doesn’t matter. We’re here together now.

“Okay,” Sean finally says. He moves so that we’re both sitting on the couch. This position is far less fun but much more conducive to conversation. “Go ahead, then. Talk.”

I bite my lip. It shouldn’t be this hard to tell him!It’s not a big deal,I remind myself for the hundredth time.

“Well,” I begin. “You know my parents are crazy. Part of their craziness is that they want me to marry someone from their church.”

“Okay,” Sean repeats, this time slower.

I take a deep breath. “Well, they’ve been actively searching for the perfect suitor since I turned eighteen. Until now, they’ve been unsuccessful.”

Sean shifts away so that he can face me directly. “What do you mean, until now?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. My parents have picked out the guy they want me to marry. His name is Randall, and we went on a date a few days ago.”

Heat flickers in Sean’s eyes.

I think I might have been wrong about this being a big deal. Based on the look on Sean’s face, it’s a very big deal.

Maybe I should have been a little more careful about how I told Sean about Randall.

Maybe I shouldn’t have told him at all.