My Daughter Brought a Heavily Tattooed Biker to Our Family Dinner and Introduced Him as Her Fiancé – My Husband Went Pale the Moment the Man Removed His Jacket

“You said you’d never seriously considered marriage before me.”

“I was twenty-two, Jess.”

“I didn’t ask how old you were.”

Across the table, Aaron finally spoke.

“I didn’t know this either.”

Alice turned toward him.

“You didn’t?”

“No.”

Relief flashed across her face.

Aaron looked at Patrick.

“My mother mentioned someone named Patrick once. Years ago. But that’s all.”

Patrick’s attention returned to the tattoo.

“What did she say?”

Aaron hesitated.

“That she’d loved somebody when she was young.”

“And?”

“That he wasn’t ready to choose the same life she was.”

Patrick went silent.

I stood and reached for two plates.