The Moth and the Flame (When Rivals Play #2) - B.B. Reid Page 0,130
impossible. Bart and Claire don’t have one, either.”
“I know.” She exhaled as if a weight had been taken off her shoulders. “I’ve never been so happy to be wrong in my life.”
“No one can blame you. Besides, cleft chins aren’t that common, and it is weird that Thomas’s best friend just so happens to have one as well.”
“What are you saying?”
I smirked up at Four, who suddenly looked nervous. “Probably what you’re thinking.”
“Ever told me that his mother walked out on them four years ago. You don’t think…”
“That Thomas found out the truth and kicked her ass to the curb?” I shrugged. “If he lied about his best friend, he might lie about his marriage.”
“But if Ever isn’t his son, why keep him around? Why not send him away too?”
“You don’t stop being someone’s father after fourteen years just because a DNA test tells you that you aren’t.” If only my parents had the same sentiment. I handed her back the photo, and she returned it to the mantel.
“What do I do?” she asked me when she turned back around.
I lifted my hands and gave her a bewildered look. “What can you do?”
“Ever needs to know.”
I shook my head. “But he doesn’t need to hear it from you.”
She shoved her fingers through her hair and started pacing. “But what if Thomas just keeps lying to him?”
I tilted my head to the side and squinted. “You took one look at that photo and knew something wasn’t right. Ever’s been looking at it his entire life. If he hasn’t started asking questions by now, it’s because he doesn’t want to know the answer.”
She whirled around to me, and her mouth formed an O. “Maybe you’re right.”
“I am,” I said with confidence.
Four then charged across the room, and when she stood in front of me, she planted her hands on her hips. “Did I hear you say that Sean was Wren’s father?”
I flinched, cursing my big mouth. I wanted to deny it, claim that she was hearing things, but the look Four gave me told me not to even try it.
So after telling Four all about my trip to the mountains, seeing Fox murder an innocent family, and how Wren’s father had later saved from me from his goons, I swore her to secrecy. I might have even threatened to slice her from temple to tit if she ever broke her silence. I still hadn’t told Wren that his father was very much alive and wasn’t sure I ever would.
“How long do you think you can keep this a secret?” Four prodded. “Wren saw the photo of his father. He freaked out and went for a drive.”
So that was why he’d been acting so weird earlier.
Why hadn’t he told me?
Ever burst into the family room before I could think of the answer. The crisp white shirt he’d worn to dinner was unbuttoned and opened wide, displaying abs and a chest that rivaled Wren’s. His gaze went straight to Four. “Why aren’t you in bed?”
I realized he must have gone upstairs anticipating that she’d be there waiting on him, which explained the undone shirt.
Four crossed her arms and pursed her lips. “Your bed you mean.”
“That’s what I said.”
“Ever…it’s like seven o’clock.”
Crossing the room, he lifted Four over his shoulder. “Come on,” he said as if he hadn’t heard her. “I want to go to bed.” He started for the door, but when Four mentioned that she was keeping me company, he stopped and regarded me. “Harlan’s waiting for you in the guesthouse.” And then he was gone with Four trying to reason with him the entire way. He clearly didn’t give a damn who might see them.
Sighing, I stood and started for the door.
Time to face the music.
When I stepped inside the house, I didn’t find Wren waiting for me as Ever had claimed. Instead, I heard the shower running from one of the bedrooms. Deciding to repay Wren the favor of surprise, I plopped down on the edge of the bed and waited. He emerged ten minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist and a startled look on his face the moment he spotted me.
I knew then that Ever had been a big, fat liar.
He probably would have said anything to get into Four’s pants sooner.
“Ever said you wanted me?”
He laughed and shook his head. “I told him I’d come to get you in an hour or two. I guess he wasn’t willing to wait that long.”