“I haven’t had the chance,” I replied.
“It’s al lies,” he said.
“What’s lies?”
“Al of it.”
“What, exactly?”
He changed the subject. “I want you out of his life.” This threw me because I hadn’t come to terms with the last mental blow he’d dealt.
“Out of whose life?” I asked stupidly.
Preston Mason’s eyes narrowed. “Kai’s.”
“Why?”
“Do you know who I am?”
I shook my head but said, “You’re Mace’s father.” I watched his lip curl right before he asked, “How stupid are you?”
Now I was getting angry.
What was with this guy?
He kidnaps me and then he’s mean to me?
What was up with that?
“What’s with you?” I snapped.
“I know how stupid you are, 2.5 grade point average, you skipped just enough school so you could graduate, too much to learn anything. You didn’t go to col ege. Your father’s a welder; your mother’s been a waitress for twenty-five years. Neither of them went to col ege either.”
“So?”
“So, Kai graduated with honors from the University of Hawaii with a bachelor’s in civil engineering.” Yowza.
Civil engineering?
That sounded hard.
I shook off thoughts of Mace beavering away at his studies using a protractor (or whatever they needed for civil engineering), forged ahead and clipped, “So?”
“So, the last girl Kai got serious about was the daughter of a senator.”
Yikes.
Real y?
A senator?
I hid my surprise and repeated, “So?”
“My God,” he muttered. “You real y are stupid.” Now total y pissed off, I leaned forward and hissed,
“Stop saying that.”
“You don’t get it, Stel a. What I’m saying is that you aren’t good enough for my son.”