“I’m just scared you’ll yell at me. You can be really intimidating, you know.”
She wasn’t lying—he really could be scary. No wonder even someone as shameless as Sara ended up in tears.
Patricia’s eyes prickled with tears, not quite crying, just feeling a little hurt. Then she felt something warm on her neck, and it was like all the fight suddenly left Oliver. His anger disappeared.
He sighed, slipped an arm under her knees, and scooped her up. Without a word, he carried her upstairs.
Cradled in his arms, Patricia felt a wave of nostalgia, like she was a kid again in her dad’s arms. She felt safe.
The heavy living room door closed behind them. Oliver pressed her to his chest, grabbed a tissue, and gently dabbed her eyes. “Unbelievable. I’m not even the one crying, and somehow you beat me to it.”
“You were way scarier than me out there. That speech of yours? Every word felt like you were shoving me away. Like you wanted to cut my heart out.”
Patricia shot him a look, then burrowed her face into his neck.
Oliver sighed again. “No one else could do this. You mess up, won’t let me scold you, and somehow I’m the one who ends up feeling guilty.”
Patricia believed it now. She hadn’t before. But after seeing him put Sara in her place, she was convinced. He didn’t care if you were a girl or a guy—he never played favorites.
Sometimes Patricia thought Sara could be a total disaster, but when it came to relationships and handling men, Sara was definitely more experienced than her.
“It’s because you love me,” Patricia said.
Oliver gave her a look. “That’s twisted logic. Because I love you, I have to reflect on my actions?”
Patricia wouldn’t back down. “You’re older than me. You should go easy on me.”
Mr. Padilla stared at her, speechless. “Patricia, can we please be reasonable for once?”
Patricia’s arms loosened around his neck. Sensing it, Oliver pulled her closer without thinking.
He opened his mouth to say something, but Patricia spoke first, her voice muffled against his chest. “I’m sorry. I know you care about me and only want what’s best, but people are complicated. When I’m with you, I just let my guard down. I can’t help how I feel.”


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