Naughty Match

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

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There was no way I was telling him I was her boss, and while the term boyfriend felt juvenile in comparison to my feelings for her, I had no other option. “I’m her boyfriend.”

Mr. Reed frowned. “What do you do, Mr. Quinn?”

I briefly wondered how long his questioning would last. “I’m an artist. A painter, actually.”

He said nothing for a few moments, choosing instead to size me up with his steel blue gaze

before letting out a humorless bark of laughter. “My daughter is accustomed to a certain way of life, Mr. Quinn. Are you telling me you can provide her with that on an artist’s salary.”

“Rosie doesn’t need me to provide her with anything. She’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself.” I hardened my gaze.

Mr. Reed snorted as if he didn’t believe me, I continued. “That woman showed up to Miami with

$100 to her name and still somehow managed to survive, no thanks to you.”

“That may be, but Rosaline would have never had to leave home had she done what she was supposed to.” He sat up higher in the bed. “That girl has always had trouble seeing the bigger picture.”

I was getting angrier by the second. He knew nothing about Rosie. His own goddamned daughter was a complete mystery to him.

“With all due respect, sir, I think you’re full of shit.” “Excuse me!” His offense was almost comical.

“You don’t know your daughter at all. The only person who has trouble seeing what’s right in front of them, is you.”

The man in front of me stopped, his breathing deepening a bit. I knew he was calculating his next move. Trying desperately to get me to see Rosie and I were no good together. Hoping my exit from her life would cart her back into his. He was pathetic.

“She has a fiancé, you know.” He folded his hands in his lap. “One who, I’m sure, wouldn’t care much to see her running after some lousy, two- bit wannabe-“

I was finished with this conversation.