Page 167 of Reaper's Claim

It was beyond relief.

He was stable. He could barely move, but he was stable and talking.

And two days after waking up, I could bet Reaper was wishing he hadn’t woken up cause he was bossing him around like anything.

Kind of made me smirk a lot, seeing Reaper being bossed around like a girl.

I think Dad was more settled knowing Jackson was there to back Reaper up.

But after Amber said her piece with the old man, they left.

Leaving Kim and me to deal with one grumpy old man.

“I told you, the one under that.” Dad pointed at the stack of magazines with his walking stick.

Kim sighed and dug the right mag out.

“Can’t wait to get the fuck out of here today,” Dad grumbled, flicking through the pages of a car magazine. “Sick of these four fucking walls.”

“Well, at least you aren’t sick of us.” I put my feet up on his bed.

“Where’s Reaper today?” he snapped at me.

“How am I meant to know?”

“Because you’re fucking him,” Dad roared out me.

How had Dad taken to mine and Reaper’s relationship? Well, seeing as we didn’t tell him and just started acting like a couple in front of him, maybe not the wisest move to do considering his health, but still, that didn’t stop us.

“Thanks for putting it so nicely.” I glared at him while searching in my handbag for my phone. “You know, Dad, you could at least pretend to be happy for me.”

What else was Dad sick of? Family time.

“Yeah, I’m over the fucking moon that my VP is hitting my daughter up.”

“I came to you about it first. Your attempt to scare him off just failed.” Much to my happiness.

“Never trust a man that would go behind a man's back and screw his daughter.”

“Then you must be really hating on Trigger now, too.” I glanced across at Kim with a smirk. About time she got some heat for their relationship.

Her eyes scorched mine before she turned to look at Dad. “We aren’t in a relationship.”

“That’s even fucking worse,” Dad grunted, throwing the magazine down. “He just wants to ruin you.”

“Dad, you really should be proud. Wouldn’t you want us with men that can protect us?” I pointed out.

“I protect you.”

I rolled my eyes, “Well, someone else to be able to protect us.”

“Don’t need no one else. Never have. Never will.”

“Well, I needed Trigger when you were lying there like a corpse!” Kim defended her actions. “So Dad, yeah, we do need someone else apart from just you. I am going to get some fresh air.” She pushed the chair back, dragging it on the tiles.

She slammed the door after herself.

I think all this family time was getting to us. I leaned back in the chair and sighed. My mind slowly drifted back to something Amber had said before she left.