"First, answer my question. Why won't you let me go downstairs?"
Thomas Shannon held Harry in one hand and pinched Sophie Sullivan's chin with the other, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Why, you want to meet my father?"
Does she even realize what meeting his father means? He'd never brought any woman to meet his parents before.
"What if I say I want to meet him?"
He is clearly trying to change the subject now! This isn't about whether I want to meet his father or not; his father is already here. It's wrong for him to keep me locked in the bedroom! He definitely has ulterior motives! Does he think I'm not worthy of meeting his father? Or am I just not important enough to him to meet his father?
Sophie Sullivan's anger was written all over her face. Her beautiful eyes, radiating layers of icy disdain, shot daggers at him.
"You can't meet my father yet. Only my wife is qualified to meet my father and mother with me."
