The Cowboy SEAL's Triplets. Tina Leonard
or pink in the very near future,” Clint said, and John’s breath hitched.
“It’s actually a pretty appealing idea,” he said, and they clapped him on the back in the nearest sign of camaraderie he’d experienced from them. “Hey! You’re trying to get me to go up there, spill the beans—which are Daisy’s beans to spill, by the way—and get my head pounded down my neck!”
They guffawed, just a bunch of knuckleheads having a great day, more than happy to add him to their group for the moment because it made them a whole half-dozen cars on the crazy train for a change.
“Aw, Donovan’s not going to pound your head,” Dig said. “Nobody’s afraid of Daddy Warbucks anymore. But you are going to get the speech about how you’re not worthy of his adorable daughter, and how he ought to bury you under Best Man’s Fork where no one can find your remains for knocking up his baby girl, and that if you think you’re going to get one penny of his dough you’re crazier than a bedbug.”
“Well, when you put it that way, how can I resist?” John asked, not that worried about Donovan, anyway. A security truck pulled up, with Donovan riding shotgun to see who was trespassing on his holy land, and the five dummkopfs scattered in their truck.
“What brings you to my humble abode, Squint?” Donovan demanded as the dust plume rose from John’s newfound friends’ hauling asses.
“It’s John now, Robert. And I’d like a moment of your time,” John said, and the man narrowed his eyes at him.
It wasn’t a stare most people would like to receive, but John had seen a lot worse. He shrugged. “If you have time, that is. Sir.”
Just like his military days, he knew when to apply the courtesy treatment. Robert perked up.
“I might spare you five minutes. Start talking.”
“Actually, what I’ve come to say is private.” John glanced at the armed guards and the driver, who was no doubt packing as well, with a shrug. “Regarding family business.”
Robert grumbled a bit. “I suppose you want to be invited in.”
John shrugged again.
“Those five wienies who just hit the road have never darkened the doors of my house. Why would I let you in?”
“I can talk out in the fresh air just as well as inside four walls, Robert. I’m just asking for you to hear me out in private.”
After a moment, Robert got out. His men drove away. “So, you’ve come to find out where my daughter is. She said you would.”
“I’m glad she knows me so well.”
“Harrumph!”
“Look, Robert, I happen to think an awful lot of your daughter, and—”
“Son, let me stop you.” Robert drew himself up to his full six feet four and glared. “I know where you come from, I know about your family. What do you imagine you can possibly offer my daughter?”
John ignored that, took a deep breath and then the plunge. “There’s a very good chance Daisy may be having my baby. I need to find her.”
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