“I’m so happy to see both of you.” Mam smiles.
“Mam, this is Noah. He’s…well…he’s Moira’s bodyguard.” I say the last part softly.
Her eyes get big.
“Are you all okay? What’s going on?”
“We’ll explain it in the car.” I say as I get her suitcases in the back of the car.
On the drive back to Lake Renegade, Moira and I tell her everything that’s been happening with us. Mam’s mad that we didn’t tell her sooner.
“We just didn’t want you to worry.” Moira says to her.
“I’m a mam. I worry anyway, from now on, neither of you will keep things from me.” She says as she frowns at both of us. “And especially you, Callum. You were fucking shot. You should’ve told me.”
I’ve only heard my mam swear a few times in my life. So hearing her now? She’s pissed. Oops.
“I’m sorry mam, I don’t like making you worry and I know if I told you that’s what you’d do.”
“Of course I would worry. I’ve worried about you since the day I found out I was having you. You can’t change that. So if you keep something like this from me again? I’ll show you how a mam handles things like that.”
All I can do is nod, Moira is sitting and just listening which is probably a good thing. Being on this end of my mam’s anger isn’t fun.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Callum
It’s been three days since my mam got here. We’re all gathering to get the results of the DNA test. Cillian and I said even if we aren’t blood brothers, we’re still brothers. But I’m almost positive we are.
“The anticipation is like on those talk shows. ‘WHO’S THE FATHER’.” Ares Athanasiou laughs.
“Wait you watch shit like that?” his brother Apollo looks at him.
“Shut up.”
We all laugh as we see Lorenzo coming into the room, he’s waiving an envelope around. In true dramatic form, he stands in front of everyone and opens both envelopes. He reads them over, and somehow he doesn’t give anything away with his facial expressions.
“Okay, are you all ready?” he asks.
“Come on, Fratellino.” Domenico says as he tries to take the papers from Lorenzo.
“Hey! These are important legal papers, don’t put your grimy hockey hands on them.”
Domenico stares at his little brother…then tackles him to the ground.
“It’s like a side show before the main event.” I laugh.
“I definitely do not claim them as my children. I raised better kids than this.” Enea sighs.
“What? We’re innocent.” Sebastiano says.
“Perfect angels.” Giovanna smiles.
Lorenzo clears his throat as he glares at his sibling. I definitely missed out being an only child.
“As I was saying. So in the matter of Cillian and Callum being brothers…”
“Oh for fucks sake. Spit it out!” Sebastiano stares at him.
