“There are a few lovely bachelors here tonight that I think you should meet.” I felt my shoulders sag. My dad didn’t say anything. He was still sizing up Dusty. “Please…not right now,” I said as firmly as I could, but it was meek at best. “Not ever, actually,” Dusty said. His jaw was set. “This is none of your concern,” my father responded. “Cam is my concern,” Dusty said. “She always has been.”
