"Yeah, well, I'm not expecting much, to be honest," Daisy says, glancing down at the ground briefly before meeting the other woman's gaze. "I mean, he knocked my mother up with me and then left, so I suspect my father hails from the same breed as yours in terms of 'winners.'"

Daisy isn't sure what she plans to do, now that she is here in Siren Cove, the place her father wrote on the napkin. She doesn't know if she wants to find him, but then again, she wants answers potentially only he can give her.