Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
“Do you mind telling me what’s going on? Do I have a grandson that I don’t know about?” She storms into the condo looking around. Some of the baby’s toys are on the floor. “Where is he?” she asks, pointing to the rocker thing on the floor.
“Mom, why don’t you come sit down?” I guide them to the couch, shaking Gerald’s hand while my head of security gives me a pained sympathetic expression then leaves.
“Mom, the boy isn’t my son.” It’s the simplest way to start.
“Then why is he here?” She challenges.
“Because…damn it. Okay. Try not to be upset, but he’s…my brother.”
“What?” She paused for a moment just as Renee came from the bedroom. “Why is your dad’s whore coming out of your bedroom?” She’s on her feet about to confront my future wife.
I get in the way, stopping her from doing something irreversible. “Mother, calm down. Renee is not a whore, and she sure as hell isn’t anyone’s but mine.” I grab Renee’s hand and sit her down by my side on the opposite side of my mother as I explain the truth about Max. As I finish, tears come to my mother’s eyes. Renee lets go of my hand, and I wrap my mother in my arms for a strong hug. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. I’m sorry for her and Gerald. This probably isn’t easy for him to see her hurt over a dead man. He knows that she doesn’t pine for my father, but my father broke her spirit and her ability to see herself as worthy.
She pulls back, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief that Gerald slips into her hand. She gives him a warm, loving smile in return. “I’m sorry. I was so rude to your…” She looks for an answer to what we are.
“My fiancée.”
I see where her eyes land, and I brace myself. “I don’t see a ring on her finger,” she scolds me.
“There will be.”
“That’s better. I’m sorry that you’re burdened with your father’s baby. I know you’ll do the right thing and care for him because you’re a good man. Maybe you should get ahold of your other brother and inform him. He might like to meet him.”
“I left a message for him to call me when he returns from his mission. It’s okay. With Renee by my side, we’ll raise him better than he could have gotten with dad and his bimbo.”
“Why didn’t she just tell you about your brother? They were married after all. She could have used him for her own financial gain.” My mom knew Cherry well. Cherry took it upon herself to make sure my mom did. It was cruel, but my mother laughed the skanky broad off.
“She knew that I wouldn’t be beholden to give him shit. She had all of dad’s assets. The company wasn’t his long before he died. But there’s more I have to find out. I think she didn’t want the baby to be dad’s. There’s no denying that he could pass for my son, so I’m going to have the DNA test done and see if he really is dad’s boy. I’m sorry. I can understand…” I pause thinking about how messed up this is to her.
“Don’t do that. I had a hard time accepting being around your brother, and that was my character flaw. It’s been hard to accept that he’s the product of a longtime affair. But since I met Gerald, I learned that some things happen for a reason. I should have been nicer to your brother. It wasn’t his fault.” She smiles at me, hoping I believe her. And I do. She’s been through a lot of heartache and reevaluation of her happiness.
Whimpers come from the baby’s room. Shit. I don’t know the first thing about babies, but I’m going to learn. Even before I found out otherwise, I was willing to help be a father to her baby. Now that I know Max isn’t her baby, it makes this whole makeshift family deal a lot easier for me. I’m kind of territorial where she’s concerned.
“I have to check on him.” Renee stands up, giving out an awkward smile. Her tits bounce when she does it; I bite back a groan, then toss my gaze to my stepfather. If that fucker is looking, I’ll pound his face in. Anyone staring at my woman needs their ass knocked out.
Luckily, he wasn’t gawking. He’s holding my mother’s hand. I know he’s good for her, and they’ve been together for nearly a decade, but I don’t trust anyone with my mother. I don’t want to see her hurt again.
I take my eyes back to my precious fiancée. Renee’s beyond anything I could have ever hoped for, and I’ve been nothing but a dick. He’s my little brother. I should be the one looking after him. “I’ll come with you,” I say, jumping up from my seat.