am not making a scene.”
“You are not walking,” I said.
“I am obeying the paper,” he said softly, so Mason would not hear. “That lawyer made it clear. If I step out on that floor, her father can claim I breached the non-disclosure.”
“You paid him fourteen thousand five hundred dollars so he would stay away,” I said.
“And he will stay away,” Travis said. “As long as I do not claim her publicly before November.”
“She is seventeen years old tonight,” I said.
“She will be eighteen next month,” Travis said. “Four weeks is not long to wait.”
“Four weeks is four weeks too late,” I said.
I leaned closer to his shoulder so Mason could not see my face.
“You stay right here in this seat and watch how a real father behaves,” I said.
Travis turned his head, his lower jaw shifting again, but I stood
