Chapter 8“Marry her?” Garrett fairly spat the words. “The hell are you talking about?”
“You’re a bit slow, I’m afraid, aren’t you?” Russell’s eyes glinted. “Marry her. In a church. Before God and all your little friends. Marry her, and then give me a grandchild.”
Garrett wanted to burst out laughing. This was the craziest thing he’d ever f*****g heard. He was pretty sure Russell was just doing it to humiliate him — train the gun on him, make him say he’d marry Kelsey, and then laugh at him for taking the plan seriously. Because, crazy bullshit aside, what father would let his daughter marry someone she’d barely met? Let alone demand that the guy she’d barely met get her pregnant?
But Russell looked dead serious.
Garrett curled his lip into a half grin, half sneer. “That’s insane. You’r
