Hope
“I’d be insulted if you didn't want to sit next to me if your choice wasn't to be across from my daughter’s. They are far more interesting than an old male like me,” Papa beams like he’s already picking out wedding flowers.
He doesn't notice Karen stiffening beside him.
I see it immediately.
He's trying to play matchmaker.
Goddess help us.
Keith looks at me before he says, “They are indeed good company. I enjoyed my tour earlier.”
“Very good,” Papa replies. “Have you had a chance to speak with Tessa?”
Ben’s fork scrapes against his plate but he covers up the noise by clearing his throat.
Okay so we're not going to be subtle then.
“I can't say I have,” Keith says amicably. “I’m sure she was busy with training.”
“That's right. Which is why you asked Hope to take him around th
