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snorted a laugh and crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, I’ll give you credit for being honest,” he said.
    “Complete honesty is all you’ll ever get from me, Mick. I don’t know you but from what I can see, you’re not the type of man I envisioned for my daughter.”
    “So, I’m not good enough for Faith. Is that what you’re saying?”
    “That’s exactly what I’m saying. Any man who would so carelessly seduce a young girl with alcohol and wild parties and marry her on a whim isn’t the kind of man I want around her or my grandchildren. You’ve done enough damage as it is.”
    The man’s face had gone beet red and Mick knew nothing he said would improve the Reverends view of him. He’d already passed judgment on his character with a glance. He wanted him out of Faith’s life. He wanted him to pay for the damage he’d caused and move on like it never happened. Dusting the whole dirty ordeal under the rug so the neighbors wouldn’t be subjected to the tarnished soul that had seduced and corrupted his only daughter.
    “That it then?” he asked. “You just want me to pay up and move along like it never happened?”
    “Sounds about right to me.”
    Mick stared at him and felt his blood heat in his veins. He’d imagined the meeting with Faith’s father would result in a beating he’d barely live through. Maybe a public humiliation or two but to be looked at like he was something foul on the man’s shoe hurt a little bit more. So, he wasn’t good enough for the good Reverend’s daughter. He could live with that. Hell, if he thought about it hard enough, he’d probably see that Faith’s father was one hundred percent right. He wasn’t good enough. He was a bastard who drank too much and acted without thinking. He lived his life hard and didn’t think about anything other than the moment in front of him. What good would he ever be to Faith? To his child? What good would ever come from him being a part of their lives?
    None that he could see.
    “I’ll have my lawyer contact you. You can work out a settlement with her. I’ll leave you and your family to your lily-white lives. I’ll not tarnish it any further.” With that, he turned and walked out of the greenhouse, stopping when he saw Faith coming toward him. She smiled at him while crossing the backyard.
    “You’re not bleeding,” she said, softly, glancing into the greenhouse. “Daddy isn’t, is he?”
    “No,” Mick said, looking at anything but her. “Listen, Faith, I’ll have Roxy call you. You can settle things with her. Whatever it is you want, just ask. If I have it to give, I will.” He glanced at her before walking away. As he rounded the side of the house, he clenched his jaw when he heard her call his name. He ignored her and kept walking.
    “Mick! Where are you going?” Faith watched him disappear and turned to her father. “Daddy? What happened?”
    “Let him go, Faith,” the Reverend said. “It’s better this way.”
    Faith sat the tray with the lemonade and glasses down with a clink. “Better? What’s better?”
    “Him leaving. Now, pour us something to drink.” He smiled but Faith could tell it was forced. Whatever had happened while she was in the house hadn’t been good. She could only imagine what her father had said and was running across the yard and around the house while her father yelled her name.
    Mick was shutting the door on the SUV when she made it to the street. “Mick! Wait.” She was panting for breath by the time she reached the side of the vehicle and opened the driver’s side door. “Where are you going?”
    “Go back in the house, Faith,” Mick said, starting the engine.
    “What? Why?” His face was red, she noticed, his breaths taken harshly. Whatever her father said had pissed him off thoroughly. She stepped closer, reaching up to grab his arm. “Mick?”
    He sighed and glanced down at her. “Answer one question for me, Faith.”
    “What?” she said.
    “If you hadn’t