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7
MUSTANG
“No.” His head shakes violently. “That can’t be possible.”
“See? I knew you were gonna freak out.”
He doubles over. “I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Because you could be related to me or because we’ve blown each other?”
“Both,” he breathes out. “But mostly the blowing part.”
“I’m not very excited about that either.” I reach out to comfort him, but he smacks my hand away.
“Don’t touch me.”
He’s so dramatic. Though I knew this would happen. I had every intention of just going for a ride since I do my best thinking on the open road. Turns out, I did a little too much thinking because a few minutes in, the idea that we could be related popped into my head and once it was there, I couldn’t unthink it and knew I had to tell Jenson.
“Dude, even if we were brothers, it’d be okay for me to pat your back.”
“Brothers!” He whirls around, his arms flying up as he walks away.
I jog to catch up. “Where are you going?”
“We need answers.”
“Want me to take you to your building so you can talk to your dad?”
“No, he won’t be any help.”
“Why not?”
“Because he has dementia. There’s no guarantee he’ll even know I’m his son today.”
My chest squeezes, and I get the urge to give him a hug or some shit. I don’t know how I’d feel if Sugar didn’t recognize me. But I know he’d just push me away, so I tuck my hands in my pockets.
“Fuck. I’m sorry.”
He pulls his phone out of his pocket and mashes his finger into the keys.
“Who are you calling?” I ask. He seems to be on a mission, and I’d very much like to know what it is.
“An Uber.”
“I can take you wherever.”
“No. You can’t. Because if I get back on that bike, my dick pressed into your ass and my hands feeling all of that”—he motions to my middle—“I’m likely to vomit.”
“You don’t know anything for certain. Try to suppress the puking until after.” I stop and watch as he continues his one-man mission. “Where is this Uber taking you?”
“A DNA clinic. I’ll send you the address. Meet me there.”
I sigh, suddenly feeling exhausted from the day. It’s been barely twenty-four hours since Jenson walked back into my life, stirring up more emotions than I’ve felt in the last ten years combined. Finding a bench, I take a seat, knowing it’ll take at least a few minutes for him to get picked up, and I can’t handle being around him right now.
My phone buzzes, and after a quick glance, I see it’s an address downtown. An hour ago, I thought that there could be something between me and Jenson, something worth exploring. It was a scary thought since I’d never been with anyone who sparked my interest like this before, and I was okay with that. I had my brothers, my club, and my work, and I didn’t need anything else.
But last night, I couldn’t get him out of my head. Thoughts of making him pay for what he did to the younger version of me soon gave way to curiosity. I wondered what his life has been like, if he’s been in a serious relationship, and if he ever thought about me. Then I relived the moment he got down on his knees for me.
