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“Luke!”
Mr Daniels hurries over, and he grabs Luke’s arm.
“Luke, let her go. Don’t do this.”
For a moment, Luke doesn’t seem to hear him. Then he lets out a growl and releases me. I almost sag to my knees, my arms wrapped around my middle. I’m barely holding on to the tears as Luke steps back. He is breathing heavily.
“I want a DNA test on Amy,” he rasps. “If she’s my daughter, I deserve to know. And I want answers from you.”
I can’t respond. I’m unable to respond when my chest has tightened to the point I’m struggling to breathe. I watch Luke as Mr Daniels urges him away, back towards their car, and gets him in. As Luke sits in the passenger seat, I see the look on his face. He looks like he’s in pain, almost like he’s about to break himself.
They pull away, and I watch the car go. It’s then that I collapse onto the grass and try to get the air back into my lungs. This day had started out well, and it had gotten worse.
And my decisions are collapsing around me.
Chapter 10 Luke
I’m still struggling to believe what I found out today. Elle has been here all this time, and she has a child that could possibly be mine? I feel like I’ve been slammed into a brick wall. My head is spinning.
How has this happened? Why does it feel like I’ve had everything turned upside-down?
“Mr Ward?”
I look up. Kenny, the star quarterback, is standing beside me with a beer in his hand. He looks at me with a frown. I then realize that I’ve been staring at my beer and I haven’t taken a sip. My mouth is parched, so I pick up my glass and take a sip.
“Yes, Kenny?”
“Are you okay? You’ve been staring at your beer like you’re expecting to absorb it by osmosis.”
“Sorry. It’s been a long day.”And I’ve just found out that I might be a parent.“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”
Kenny doesn’t look convinced, but he moves away and joins the rest of the team. The bulldogs had hired out the entire bar for the evening. After a photoshoot, interviews and a press conference, everyone seems to be intent on letting their hair down. Normally, I would be joining in.
But I can’t bring myself to be happy. Not when my head is in a mess.
Marcus walks over after excusing himself from the coaching team, who have commandeered a table for themselves. He puts his glass on the bar before sitting beside me.
“Are you going to tell me now what’s going on?” he asks.
“You mean about what happened earlier?”
“Of course I mean about earlier! You make me drive out to a residential house to confront one of the photographers, and I hear about a DNA test, but you won’t tell me afterwards what’s going on. You just say that you’ll tell me later.” Marcus gestures with his hands. “Well, it’s later. In fact, it’s been fucking hours, and you haven’t said a thing about what happened. Now you’d better talk to me.”
I know I should have told Marcus before. I told him about Elle before, but he could have forgotten. I never forgot, and everything had just come back to me when I saw Elle again. Even now, my hands are trembling at the thought that she was so close and I wasn’t able to touch her.
Sighing, I take another sip of my beer.
“Do you remember that girl I spent the night with some years ago? The one who left and quit the restaurant I met her at?”
Marcus frowns.
“Are we talking about the girl who served us?”
“That was her.”
Marcus blinks.
“What? The photographer with the blonde hair and the gorgeous curves that you wouldn’t stop staring at? That was the waitress from your one-night stand?”
