He was scowling. "What the hell? If I had a daughter and…
““He was scowling. "What the hell? If I had a daughter and she was dating a guy like me, I'd take him out back and threaten him with a shotgun to make sure he treated her right." Kit's mouth fell open. "You?" "Yeah." He folded his arms, his scowl growing heavier. "Jeez, Kit, he didn't even tell me to be good to you. That's bullshit." Realizing he was dead serious, she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. "Where did you pick up this chivalrous instinct?" "My father," he said, the sneer that usually accompanied any mention of Robert St. John missing from his voice. "He's a son of a bitch, but he brought me up to look after any women under my care." "Under your care?" Kit raised an eyebrow. "Chauvinistic much?" He shrugged. "Yeah, well, maybe it is, but I'm not changing. My imaginary daughters are never dating musicians. Ever." Stomach somersaulting at the idea of little girls with Noah's features and talent, she shook her head. "Noah St. John, bad boy of rock and concerned father of imaginary daughters. Hell hath frozen over and become an ice rink.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A man claims his protective instinct stems from his father, revealing a mix of chauvinism and twisted affection toward imagined daughters.
In simple terms: He says his father taught him to guard women, but his logic is flawed and dangerous.
Question the morality of protective instincts that become controlling.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- dating advice
- parental guidance
- personal boundaries
- self‑reflection
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do we differentiate genuine care from control?
- When does protection become oppression?
His justification ignores consent and autonomy, exposing a harmful mindset.