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her to respond.
    Tawny
cleared her throat and looked at her dad, who was still staring at her. This
was one of the reasons Tawny wanted to move out on her own. She needed her
privacy without her overbearing and overprotective father glaring at any guys
that even looked her way, or her mother smothering her because she was having
Empty Nest Syndrome, in fear that Tawny would just pack up and leave out of the
blue. Of course she’d never do that, because she loved her parents, even if
they were on her case all of the time about the guys she associated with. Hell,
they probably thought she was putting out constantly for as many times as her
dad had caught her making out in the back of cars.
    But
their fear was not something they needed to focus on, because despite her crazy
side at times, or the guys she wanted to hang out with, she was smart and knew
how far to take things. But her father was also a mystery to her, especially
since he was so adamant on his daughters leading a different life than he had.
He was a hardcore biker, a bear shifter, and a bad boy at heart. He had to know
that not all things would turn out bad just because the guy didn’t appear
ideal. Tawny had to wonder what her mother’s father would have done if Dallas
Stoker had come roaring up to his front door on his Harley.
    “It’s
Gabriel.” She set her phone down and grabbed her fork.
    “Lucien’s
son?” her mom asked, and Tawny nodded.
    “He
wants to take me out—” Her words were cut off by the sound of her dad making a
very animal-like growl. She looked at her mom, saw that she was staring at
Dallas, and then Tawny was looking at her father. “What?” she addressed her father.
    “You’re
not going out with Gabriel Silver. He’s bad news, like the rest of the Brothers
MC crew.”
    Here we go again.
    For
some reason her father wanted to be this hardened father, demanding that they
not date MC guys, yet he was in an MC. Tawny didn’t hold in her laugh this time.
She threw her head back, felt tears fill her eyes for how funny her dad’s
statement was, and then heard him growl again.
    “What
in the hell is so funny, Tawny?” he said.
    She
wiped the tears again, waited until she had her amusement under control, and
then stared at her father. “It’s freaking hilarious given the fact you’re in an
MC, one that is filled with some pretty hardcore bikers, and your son-in-law is
in said club. You’re also a hardcore biker, Dad. You’re still this club member
that doesn’t give a shit about anything or what anyone says.”
    Her
mom started laughing then, and Dallas snapped his gaze to her. “Hope, you’re
not helping,” he grunted out, leaned back in his seat, and started tapping his
fingers on the table. It was a nervous habit he always did when he was on edge,
and Tawny sobered a little more.
    “Dad,
Gabriel might be in the club, but he’s a good guy, and you know that. But I
have no plans to get serious with him, so you don’t have to worry.”
    Her
dad started tapping his fingers faster, and Tawny’s annoyance grew. “So, let me
get this straight.” She put her fork down. “It’s okay to be in the MC, to grow
up around the club and the members, but when it comes to me going to dinner or
a movie with one you are totally against the idea?” she asked a little
incredulously.
    “No,
I’m against you going out with any guy, but you do whatever the fuck you want,
even when I know what’s best. You have this wild streak, Tawny, always have,
and I know you got it from me. I also know that me trying to talk you out of
anything is pointless.”
    She
felt her eyes widen at her dad’s words. “I’m twenty-one years old, Dad. Twenty. One. Yet you treat me like
I am a baby still.”
    “You’re
my little girl, Tawny. You’ll always be my little girl. But if you don’t want
me to get in your life, then don’t date douchebags that don’t give two shits
about getting in your pants when your parents are fifteen feet