"I always knew there was something special about Miss Brown."
Brendan stops in his tracks at that statement. With teeth clenched and hands balled into fists, he turns to his father who is seated in his study looking as majestic as always. He was on his way to his room feeling blissful after a day spent with Natalie, but his father's voice is enough to drain all that away.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Brendan hisses.
"Just that, you." Michael Bachmann points at him while he sits back leisurely in his seat.
"I don't follow." Brendan says with gritted teeth. Usually he wouldn't bother with his father's games but Natalie's name is a huge trigger to get him interested. And his father knows that very well and uses it to his advantage more often than not.
"If you must know, I'm so imp
