Epilogue
Epilogue
TEN YEARS LATER
Caden
“How do I look, Mom?” Stella spoke as she walked into the kitchen.
“Simply gorgeous.”
I narrowed my eyes at her as I stared at her short dress.
“Is something going on tonight that I don’t know about?” I asked.
“I’m going on a date, Dad.”
“With whom?” I arched my brow.
“His name is Kevin.”
“How old is this Kevin kid?”
“Twenty-one.” She grinned.
“Over my dead body! Get back upstairs! Brielle, did you know about this?”
Both of them started laughing.
“Relax, overprotective father. He’s seventeen. He goes to Juilliard, and he plays the violin. I think you’ll like him.”
“Oh. Okay then.” I narrowed my eye at her.
“He’s here!” she excitedly spoke as she ran to the elevator.
“I’m not ready for this, Brielle.”
“She’s seventeen. She’s done concerts at Carnegie Hall. She’s played with the New York Philharmonic and is a straight-A student. She deserves to have some fun. Plus, she’s at that age.”
“That’s what I’m worried about. What kind of fun are they going to have?”
“You’re so adorable when you’re stressed out.” She kissed my cheek.
We walked into the living area, and Stella introduced us to him.
“Mom, Dad, this is Kevin. Kevin, these are my parents, Brielle and Caden.”
“It’s nice to meet you both.” He extended his hand to us.
“It’s so nice to meet you, Kevin.” Brielle smiled as she shook his hand.
I stood there and narrowed my eyes at him as I lightly shook his hand.
“Stella tells us that you play the violin,” I spoke.
“I do. It’s always been a passion of mine since I was a child. Stella tells me that you also play the piano.”
“I do.”
“Mom, can you help me pick out which purse to take?” Stella asked.
“Of course, sweetheart.”
The two of them went upstairs, and I used this opportunity to have a little chat with Kevin. I hooked my arm around him.
“So, Kevin. What are your intentions with my daughter?”
“Excuse me, Mr. Chamberlain?”
“What are your plans for tonight?”
“We’re going to go to dinner and then come back here and play some music if that’s okay with you. Stella and I have been working on a project. We’re composing a song together.”
“Hmm. Okay. Sounds like a fun evening. You do know to keep your hands to yourself, right?”
“Yes, sir. Of course.”
“Dad, what are you doing?” Stella asked as she walked back into the living room.
“Kevin was just telling me your plans for this evening. You two have fun.” I patted him on the back with a smile.
“Come on, Kevin. Let’s go.” She grabbed his hand.
I cleared my throat, and he immediately pulled his hand away from hers.
As soon as the elevator doors shut, Brielle turned and looked at me.
“Really, Caden? It looks like you scared that poor boy to death.”
“He’s seventeen, Brielle, and his sex drive is kicking in at high gear.”
“Well, don’t worry. I already talked with her, and she told me that she is nowhere near ready to have sex yet.”
“She’s seventeen. All seventeen-year-olds lie. Remember what you were like at that age?”
She stared at me as she bit down on her bottom lip.
“Shit. I always lied to my mom.”
“Exactly.” I pointed at her.
She hooked her arm around me and laid her head on my shoulder.
“Let’s go make some martinis and check on the twins,” she spoke.
“Good idea, darling. Good idea.” I sighed as I kissed her head.
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