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“No. She tested for compatibility the moment she heard about Kensi and donated her liver without a second thought. Laura didn’t tell you because she didn’t want to win her way back to your heart with a liver.”
“Fuck. She saved her daughter’s life.”
“That’s right.”
And I’d crushed her in the most fucked-up way. “Fucking Tiff,” I puffed.
“Drink your tea and get some sleep. We’re leaving for Austria in three weeks.”
“I can’t leave. Not with everything that’s going on.”
“It’s your brother’s wedding.”
“The girls—”
“The girls will come along on the trip, and they won’t know what’s happening until the three of you figure out your shit and give them the family they deserve.”
My face hardened, and my shoulders drooped. “I don’t know if I can do that, Mom.”
“You’re drunk. Sober up, get some sleep, and make a plan. And it better be a good one, Fox Silver, because I want all three of my grandchildren in my life.”
* * *
I hit the pavement at five in the morning, and pushed my feet along the shoreline path until my muscles ached and lungs burned. My father had always said actions speak louder than words, but the conflict in my chest held no amicable resolution. I didn’t know what to do. I’d promised Tiffany submitting Kensi’s DNA to the match site was a good thing, but I doubted she’d see it the same way when she found out Laura was Kensi’s mother.
I showered after my run, gathered myself, and went over to see my girls for breakfast.
Tiffany opened the front door with a wide smile. “Good morning. I didn’t expect you here after the fiasco last night.”
I cleared my throat. “I didn’t expect to be here either.”
“Come in. We’re about to sit down for breakfast. Martin made pancakes and omelets this morning. It’s like he knew you were coming.”
Tiffany’s butler made an extravagant breakfast every morning. He’d been with the family since Tiffany was a young girl.
“No need to worry him. I’m sure there’s enough. Good morning, girls.”
“Daddy!” They each gave me a hug, and I poured myself the third cup of coffee this morning. I shared a plate of pancakes with the girls and waited until they left outside to play.
“You’re giving me vibes, James.”
“Rightfully, so.”
She set her coffee aside. “Are you going to sue her for custody of Foxy?”
“I’m not here about Laura or Foxy. Well, actually, I am here about Laura—and you.”
“Okay…”
“How’s the wound healing after your surgery?”
Her gaze skidded to the backyard before she made eye contact.
“Great. It’s a super liver.”
“Let me see the scar.”
“What?”
