Page 13 of Mistaken Identity
The little girl that Laney had been carrying wasn’t his anything.
Laney had gone and slept with another man, getting pregnant through a one-night stand.
Audric hadn’t even flinched when she’d told him.
I had.
Their marriage may be a sham, but that didn’t change the fact that she had cheated on him. That she’d gotten pregnant out of wedlock with a man she had no intentions of staying with.
That man had no clue that he’d fathered a child.
Hell, I didn’t even think that man knew who he’d slept with. If he had, he certainly wouldn’t have slept with Laney.
Laney was no innocent in any of this.
But what would knowing it now matter?
Should I tell him who the baby’s father actually was?
Or should I leave it alone?
But when the baby’s father came into the room looking wrecked for his fellow Truth Teller, I knew that nothing good could come from any of this.
This little secret of Laney’s would go to the grave with me.
I couldn’t tell him.
Not yet, anyway. Maybe not ever.
Unless there was a need, I would take the secret that Laney slept with Paden Nobleman to my grave.
“Fuck, man,” Cakes, a.k.a. Paden, said as he drew his friend into his arms. “Detroit, are you okay?”
“Don’t call me Detroit.” Audric swallowed. “I never want to hear that name again.”
Five
Really hope the next man destroys my cervix instead of destroying my life.
—Overheard Conversations
AUDRIC
Present Day
I stared at the DNA test in my hand and knew that this was about to be the biggest shitshow of epic proportions.
I wasn’t sure how they knew to make me take the DNA test, but now that I was staring at the results, I knew that I couldn’t get away with the lie for much longer.
“You ready, man?” Cakes slapped me on the shoulder. “Time to get our boy married.”
Our “boy” wasn’t much of a boy.
Our “boy” was actually a grown-ass man, but he was our club president.
We were taking him to Hawaii to get married, and we’d all be staying at my place.
A place that Laney had saved like she said she would.
