Depends On Who's Asking (SWAT Generation 2.0 12)

She blinked at Connor.

“Close it back. I wasn’t done.”

Connor did as he was told and watched with amusement as she finished writing whatever was on the door.

“What’s that one say?” I wondered.

“It said, ‘if you’re asking him if you can marry me, I say yes.’” Connor snorted.

He opened the door again, but this time it was Nikki who told him to close it back.

She leaned forward, refreshed her fog on the door, then started writing.

“What’s it say?” My voice was laced with amusement.

“It says ‘I want grandbabies.’” Clayton was laughing so hard now that he was doubled over with his arm around his stomach.

“Are you sure, sure?” Michael asked. “Because my daughter gets her weirdness from her mother.”

This time when Connor opened the door, Carolina walked out. She walked around her father and threw herself into my arms. “Well?”

My brows rose as I looked down into her eyes. “I’m sorry, but since you’ve already proposed, I don’t think that I need to ask my question. But, just sayin’, the polite thing to do is to ask my father for my hand in marriage.”

She snorted and looped her arms around my shoulders, not saying anything, but waiting patiently.

“I had this all planned out,” I said. “I was going to ask you when we got home later.”

“Saint,” she whined. “Come on!”

Grinning like a fool, I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out the ring that I was going to propose to her later with. And, in front of her entire family, I dropped down to one knee and held the ring up for her to see.

“Carolina, I know that I haven’t known you long. I know that we have a lot of learning to do together. I know that you may not realize how much you mean to me yet, but I swear I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to prove to you that I’m the best man for you. Will you…”

Smoke walked out of the house then and headed for the grass.

Then he took a massive dump right next to the deck stairs.

“…marry me?” I asked.

She looked at me, then at Smoke, then at me again.

“A thousand times today, and a million on Sunday.”CHAPTER 22Don’t get your tinsel in a tangle.-Wine glassSAINTI was nervous as fuck.

I wasn’t sure why.

This was my father after all.

But for some reason, I felt like his opinion was necessary.

But I wanted him to like Carolina. Not for anything but because it was important to Carolina for my father to like her.

We walked hand in hand into the hospital and I was unsurprised to find not just Phillipe and Daniel at the door, but Brad, too.

They were all huddled together talking, but they were more than aware that I was heading their way.

“That one on the right is Phillipe,” I said. “Brad, the one in the middle you know. And the one on the left is Daniel.”

Carolina nodded her head, her eyes taking in the three large men.

When we finally got to the end of the hallway, they stopped and turned.

“You were warned I was on my way up?” I guessed.

Brad’s lips twitched. “Of course.”

“Carolina, this is the security team that used to protect my dad and sometimes me. Phillipe, Daniel, Brad. This is my fiancée, Carolina,” I introduced them.

All three of their brows went up to their hairlines.

“No shit?” Phillipe asked. “When did that happen?”

Carolina held out her hand to all three men as she said, “Yesterday. He’s crazy for taking me on, we know. But I’ll make sure that when he’s not dealing with the crazy, he’s still having a great time.”

Daniel snorted. “Bringing some life into this kid would be a miracle. I swear he was the most boring kid we’ve ever had the bad luck to have a detail on.”

I flipped them all off.

“I was a good kid,” I said. “I could’ve made your life a living hell, but I didn’t. I was overall a very good kid that didn’t give y’all any trouble.”

“I think it was more sad than anything,” Daniel said. “Do you know that the ‘friskiest’ you ever got was the day that you decided to join the military? That was the weirdest fucking day. I was so proud of you, but I wanted to shake you because I lost you on detail that day.”

Saint finally started to chuckle at that. “I’ve never seen you so mad in my life.”

“I was hot,” Daniel agreed. “Almost lost my job that day, too. I was pissed as hell and got in your dad’s face. I swear to God, it was like he didn’t even notice that you were gone. And when he finally knew, he didn’t really care.”

Daniel immediately winced as he looked over his shoulder at where my father was likely holding down the fort.

“Don’t.” I snorted. “I know who he is.”