“You’re here because of my wife, because she is patient and kind,” he says finally, voice steady as ever. “I don’t share those qualities.” “Is this supposed to scare me?” I counter, my voice edged with mockery. He cocks his head, the scent of tobacco and authority clinging to him like a second skin, making me sick to my fucking stomach. “Stay away from my daughter.” “Just one or both?” I arch a brow.