162 A GLANCE ONCE AGAIN

LUKE'S POV And we were still in the living room, still carrying out this discussion. I was trying to convince them that I didn't want Tiffany to be my wife because I already had one, but they wouldn't want to listen to me. Fuck that! I had made a promise to my grandfather concerning treating Ariel like a princess, but doing this with Tiffany might just ruin that vow. I could take responsibility for her child, but marrying her? It is definitely not an option. How the hell was I even going to have two wives? There was definitely no way I was going to divorce Ariel. So I had to tell them my feelings before storming out of the house. Yes, that was just it. They kept on insisting that I should get married to their daughter because their family doesn't accept things like that. To hell with their family sh*t or whatever. I would take care of that baby, but I was not going to be Tiffany's husband. That's my decision; I wouldn't be changing it. Not in this life. "Luke, where are you going?"