Jayden chuckled. "I'll call. I promise."
"I'm supposed to be meeting my son at one, so it needs to be a couple of hours after that. I'm not sure how long that meeting will take."
Senator Wilson Khor II had a son?
Since when?
Chapter Five
Wilson slowed his car when he reached the destination on the GPS. He could see an old farmhouse as he pulled into the drive, a faded red barn behind that. An older model Chevy truck sat in the driveway.
He parked behind the truck and stared at the farmhouse for a moment. It looked as if it had been there for a hundred years, but it was apparent from the new shutters and window frames that someone was attempting to restore the place. The porch looked as if it had been recently repaired, as well.
Wilson grabbed his leather briefcase and climbed out of the car. He felt a little odd carrying his briefcase when he was going to meet his son, but he knew Will would have questions, and the papers he had inside his briefcase might provide the answers.
The door opened before he reached the porch. Wilson paused at the bottom of the steps and tried not to take a step back as a very large dark-haired man stepped out. He'd seen a picture of the man, so he knew exactly who he was looking at.
"Mr. Cruz."
"Will is waiting for you inside." The man's voice was firm when he spoke, almost lethal in its strength. "I will tell you this only once. Make him cry, and senator or not, I will end you."
The threat was very clear.
"I'll do my best, but I can't promise he won't get upset." He had no idea what Will's personality was like. He could be a crier or a screamer or just want to punch him in the mouth. "I'm not here to upset him, though. I just want to meet him."
It had been a burning desire deep in his gut since the second he'd learned of Will's existence. Now that the actual moment was upon him, Wilson was so nervous his mouth had gone completely dry.
"Remember what I said." The man turned and walked back into the house before Wilson could reply, leaving the door open.
Wilson stood there for a moment, not sure if he was supposed to follow or not. When no one came out of the house, Wilson climbed the steps and walked over to the door. He leaned in then stepped inside the house.
His throat grew thick as he stared across the room at the young brown-haired man he knew without a doubt was his son. Not only did they have the same nose but they had the same brown eyes. Wilson had spent over forty years looking at those eyes in the bathroom mirror. He'd know them anywhere.
"Hello, Will."
Wilson winced when the young man replied simply, "Senator Khor."
"Please, call me Wilson." He would have preferred Dad, but he hadn't earned that right yet. He may never have that right depending how this meeting went.
Will bit his bottom lip and glanced toward Hector. Wilson's eyebrows lifted when Hector pulled Will to him and tucked the smaller man into his side. The background file he'd received had mentioned Hector Cruz, but it hadn't mentioned the two men were involved as more than friends.
Considering what he'd done in his hotel room the previous night, it would be hypocritical of him to get upset over his son being involved with a man, but he was still concerned. It was obvious Will was not a man of the world, not like Hector and Wilson.
"Please, have a seat." Hector waved his hand toward a chair. He sat down on the couch, pulling Will down next to him. "I know Will has questions, but he doesn't want to offend you, so—"
"I will answer any questions he has. I'm just not sure I have all the answers."
"Did you love my mother?" Will blurted out.
Wilson sighed. He'd known that question would come at some point. "No, Will, I did not. I liked her, I liked her a lot, but I didn't love her."
"Is that why you didn't want anything to do with her?"
Wilson's eyebrows lifted. There was a part of him that was angry at Will's question, but a bigger part saw the pain in the man's eyes. He needed to tread carefully.
"I knew I was gay by the time I was fifteen years old," Wilson started. "My father found out the summer I turned eighteen. He flipped, threatening to disown me if I didn't straighten myself out. That summer, I met your mother and started dating her to show my father I wasn't gay anymore."
He could see the shock on Will's face and knew his son thought he was a complete jerk. He wasn't too far off. Wilson had done some things in his past that he regretted. Not standing up to his father was at the top of that list.
