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“Jax didn’t tell you?”
My scowl locked with his from across the table. “No. He’s just full of surprises these days.”
His attorney got right down to business, pulling a document from his briefcase. He stated, “We have the results of your son’s paternity test.”
Narrowing my eyes, I looked down at the form he laid on the table.
“As you can see, we tested twenty-one DNA markers between your son and Mr. Colton to see if they share a genetic makeup.”
I wasn’t paying attention to anything he was saying. My eyes were glued to the bold black number at the bottom of the report.
99.9%
Verifying Jax was the father of my boy.
“Did you hear what I said, Miss Hayes?”
My stare shifted to his lawyers.
“This DNA test proves that my client is indeed the biological father of your son.”
His attorney announced it so easily, like it wasn’t a big deal when it was a huge one. Like that one statement didn’t just ruin my life and turn everything I’d worked so hard for upside down.
My career.
My identity.
My boy…
He never asked about his father, but I knew it was only a matter of time before the questions would come knocking on my door. I wasn’t prepared to face the truth of Jax. When I found out I was pregnant, I didn’t know what to do.
What to say.
Where to even start.
I never thought about having kids until the pregnancy stick turned pink with a positive sign. I was twenty-six and at that point in my life, I thought I was over him. Then I was hit with the reality of a daily reminder of the man who broke my heart and didn’t give a shit about it.
One of my favorite things about Jax was his eyes, and my son had inherited them.
What was I going to say to him?
Ben loved football, and now he was about to learn his dad was the greatest of all time.
I groaned at the thought until my lawyer tore me away from them.
“My client wants this to remain amicable between you two.”
“I want full custody.”
My eyes snapped to Jax’s at his statement. “You’ve got to be kidding me?”
“Does it look like I’m joking?”
“You have no right.”
He picked up the DNA test. “This proves otherwise.”
I peered at my attorney. “He can’t do this! Tell me he can’t do this!”
