“Don’t push, Dad. I’m just happy for Quinn and for River.”
“Wavy has grown into a beautiful young woman,” he said to his son. Finn jerked his head to the side, staring at his father.
“Willa. Her name is Willa. I hate that nickname, Wavy. And yes, she’s beautiful and young and if that asshole Brian Talbot doesn’t stop dancing with her I’m going to pound his face in.”
Finn turned on his heels and walked in the opposite direction. Patrick could only nod his head, smiling at his third son.
“So, it’s Willa,” grinned Margo. “We suspected as much.”
“Yep. Now, we have to figure out how to make him realize that she’s not so young any longer.” Margo took her husband’s hand and led him to the dance floor.
“Let’s let him figure that out. It usually works best that way. But just in case, maybe warn Brian so he doesn’t get the shit beat out of him.”