dated Sherry, he’d enjoyed the thought of romancing a member of Hawthorne’s family, knowing the old coot would have been furious if he’d known. But Sherry’s own clingy instability had ended the relationship quickly. Now, though, he had a son with the woman—which made his child a relative of Jacob Hawthorne.
There was a bitter pill to choke down. And he figured it would be even harder for the old pirate to swallow it. But there was more, too. If Sherry and Tula were cousins, then Tula was also a relative of Jacob Hawthorne. Interesting. But before his thoughts could go any further, his cell phone rang.
“Bradley.”
“Simon, it’s Dave over at the lab.”
He tensed. This was the call he’d been waiting for for days. The results of the paternity test were in. He would finally know for sure, one way or the other.
“And?” he asked, not wanting to waste a moment on small talk when something momentous was about to happen.
“Congratulations,” his old friend said, a smile in his tone. “You’re a father.”
Everything in Simon went still.
There was a sense of rightness settling over him even as an unexpected set of nerves shook through him. He was a father. Nathan was really his.
“You’re sure?” he asked, moving his gaze around the room, seeing it now with fresh eyes. His son lived here. “No mistakes?”
“Trust me on this. I ran the test twice myself. Just to be sure. The baby’s yours.”
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