James.

To think, a year ago, I was planning my retirement and looking for things to do with my future outside of my business—now I was a father again. The argument with Neal wasn’t one that I had wanted any time of day, and the way he tried to dismiss my intentions irritated me.

I was the child’s father. Dahlia… my sweet baby girl was without her father.

I didn’t like it. Not one f*cking bit.

“Les, my mother wanted to know if you ...