Page 49 of Shine: Sins of the Father
“Just leave, Rafe. I’m tired and done with your jokes.”
But he won’t be put off.
“Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not.”
I do everything I can to avoid meeting his gaze, but he will not be deterred. Finally, I look at him, but the words stick in my throat. I want to lie, but I can’t. And then my eyes fill, and I know I’m done for. The jig is about to be up, because my brother is going to make sure everyone in the family finds out this news.
He rears back like I just tried to bite him. “Are you fucking serious?”
“Just go.”
“You’re pregnant? For real?”
I still won’t answer, and I go back to what I was doing.
“Who the hell is the father?” Rafe stills. “Seriously, Fiona. Who am I killing today? It better not be one of those frat boys.”
“It’s not.”
“Do Mom and Dad know?”
“Nobody knows. Except Janey. Please don’t tell them.”
His brows lift. “It’s not Cody, is it?”
Now it’s my turn to rear back. “Cody? No, why would you say that?”
“Well, he’s been coming by here a lot, and he’s the one who told me I should pop in and check on you.”
“Cody told you to check on me?”
“Yeah.” Rafe points at my stomach. “Did he know about this?”
I’ll defend Cody to the end. “Of course not. He just likes free cupcakes.”
“Long as that’s all he’s getting for free. He better not be comin’ round for another reason, because I’ll make sure he never gets that fucking patch.”
“Oh my God, Rafe. He and I grew up in the club together. He’s like a brother to me. Eww.”
“Fine. Good. Then tell me who did this to you.”
“Whodid thisto me?” My voice squeaks.
“You know what I mean, Fiona. Give me a name.”
“I don’t have to give you anything. You’re not my father.” The minute the words are out of my mouth, Rafe’s brows lift, and I wish I hadn’t said them.
“Yeah, well, I know whoyourfather is.” With that, he pulls his phone out.
I immediately dash around the counter and grab his arm. “Do not call Dad. Please Rafe. Don’t.”
He jerks his arm free and continues with the phone pressed to his ear.
“Hey, Ma. What are you doing?” He looks at me. “Oh, I’m down at Fiona’s eating a red velvet cupcake. It’s really good. You should come by. What’s that? You’re in the area. Cool. And Dad’s in the car with you? Great.”
When he disconnects, I glare at him. “I hate you.”
He folds his arms. “Look at it this way; I did it for you. Now you don’t have to worry anymore about who’s gonna find out.It’ll all be out in the open. Won’t that be better than hiding it? Won’t it be a relief?”
