longer than heâd expected and it was almost five when heâd finished.
Linc collected the keys to the garage and went home, hoping to pick up Lori and take her down to see the garage. He had a notebook filled with ideas on how to build the business. He wanted to tell her about them, and above all, he wanted to share this moment with her. Theyâd take the wine over to the property and toast there.
When Linc arrived home, he saw a black Town Car parked in the very spot where he normally left his truck. Even before he reached their apartment, he heard raised voices.
âDonât say that, Daddy!â Lori cried. She sounded close to tears.
Oh, boy. Lori hadnât told her family yet that they were married. Linc didnât understand why sheâd delayed, but the decision was hers. When heâd asked her about it, Linc could see how uncomfortable the subject made her, so heâd dropped it.
Now her father was upset, and frankly, Linc didnât blame him. Heâd do his best to set things straight.
Squaring his shoulders, Linc opened the door and walked into the living room. Lori stood next to the fireplace, her fatherâa balding, heavyset manâno more than a foot away. One of his hands was raised, as if heâd been wagging his finger at her. The other was clenched at his side. At Lincâs entrance, they both turned to stare at him.
âHello,â Linc said, hoping he sounded calm and composed. âYou must be Loriâs father. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bellamy.â He thrust out his hand, which the older man ignored.
Instead, Leonard Bellamy turned back to his daughter. âIs that the man?â
âDaddy, this is my husband, Lincoln Wyse. Lincâ¦this is my father.â
Linc walked over to Loriâs side and placed his arm protectively around her shoulders.
Bellamy continued to ignore him. âYouâve pulled some stupid stunts in your life, but this takes the cake.â
âMr. Bellamy, I realizeââ
âIf I want to hear from you, Iâll say so,â the older man shouted. âDonât you have any sense, Lori Marie? You married this man and you donât even know him? What about his family? Who are his people?â
âIf youâd allow meââ
âYou,â Leonard said, pointing an accusing finger at Linc, âmind your own business. This is between me and my daughter.â
Lori squeezed his arm, indicating that Linc should do as her father said. He didnât like it, but he clenched his jaw and waited impatiently for the other man to get to the end of his rant.
âFirst, you were engaged to thatâ¦that felon.â
âGeoff was a mistake.â
âA mistake!â Leonard shouted. âSo thatâs what youâre calling him. He was a major embarrassment to the whole family. How do you think your mother and I felt when we had to cancel the wedding? We couldnât even say it was wedding-day jitters or make up a decent excuse. Oh, no. Geoffâs name was plastered across the front page of every newspaper on the Kitsap Peninsula. Everyone in the entire county knew why the wedding was canceled.â
âIâ¦I didnât know what kind of man Geoff was,â Lori said, defending herself. Her voice quavered with mortification. âI agree I misjudged Geoff, but you liked him, too, remember?â
Her father brushed off her comment. âWhat makes youthink you have better judgment this time?â he demanded. âHow long did you two know each other, anyway?â
âLong enough,â Linc said, unable to remain silent.
âI asked you to stay out of this,â Bellamy shouted. He started pacing, then stopped and glared at Lori. âWhat were you thinking?â Briefly he closed his eyes. âWhat on earth possessed you to marry a stranger? â
âDaddyâ¦â
âCan you imagine how your mother felt to have a friendâmind you, a