[Bellamy]
I followed my father to his office. It was about halfway between mine and Kieran’s. Unlike my office, he had a window. His was also more spacious and very similar to Kieran’s office in a lot of ways. We sat in the armchairs and he got that look like he was trying to put words together.
“Your mother wants to know more about the wedding.” He smiled.
“I’ll talk about it at dinner. That way I don’t have to repeat myself too much.” I replied.
“Good. Good. Now, there’s some stuff I wanted to talk to you about. It’s about marking and… things that come after.” Dad looked nervous.
Oh, Goddess. He wasn’t trying to give me ‘the talk’, was he? I would nope on out of there if he did. I didn’t want to talk to my dad about that stuff.
“As you know, you’re going
