CHAPTER
FIFTY-SIX
Jayson heard his mother cry out shortly after their landline had rung. He and Ryan jumped up from the couch and ran into the kitchen, where both of their parents stood.
“Bryan’s alive! He’s in surgery, but he’s alive. Your father and I are going to go be with him,” his mother exclaimed, her hand going to her heart.
“Go, Mom. We have things here,” Jayson assured his mother when he saw the worry in her eyes.
“The kids?” she started to ask.
“Will be fine.”
Jayson whirled around to see Lana standing in the doorway with Rocky and Cullen standing behind her. He saw a couple of more women, but he wasn’t sure who they were.
“Mommy!”
Jayson watched as the twins ran to their mother and tackled her. His heart wanted to explode out of his chest at hearing all three of their laughter.
“Hi, aunties!” Dani waved at the women behind Lana.
“Hey, sprite. How have you been? Having fun here meeting your grandparents and your daddy?” Athena asked the young girl.
“Yep. I have a daddy and an uncle and a grandma and a grandpa now. Now Mommy and Daddy can get back together and not be lonely anymore.”
“Ah. The minds of little ones. So sweet and innocent, yet brutal in their words.” Charley “Country” Roy laughed, smacking Lana on the back.
“Your time is coming, bitch.” Lana laughed as she winked at Jayson.
“Not happening. My body is my temple. I’m not ruining it by spitting out kids. No offence, Ice.” Country shivered in mock disgust.
“Bitch, please. Your body is your temple, my ass. I’ve seen some of the men you’ve allowed into that so-called temple and I’m waiting for the call that you’ve caught an S.T.D. from one of them,” Rocky murmured with a roll of her eyes, making everyone laugh.
Jayson walked over and pulled Lana into his arms and sealed his lips to hers. He drank from her lips and held her tight, praying she wasn’t an illusion of his mind.
“Ew, Dad, not in front of Dani. She’ll think that’s what all girls need to do.”
“Will not! Boys are yucky. And so are you!”
“Good girl. Keep thinking like that and Daddy won’t have to beat up any boys when you get older.” Jayson smiled down at his daughter after breaking the kiss with Lana.
“You better not think you need to do that either, young man,” Lana warned her son with a glare.
“Girls have cooties!”
“Good boy!”
Jayson laughed as his son made the statement he made. “That’s not what you told me and Uncle Ryan. Don’t you like the Stevenson girl at school?”
“Hold up,” Lana started before Jayson glued his lips back on hers.
“Leave the boy alone!” Ryan grumbled, pulling the kid toward him.
“Lana, they just called and said Bryan was home. Ken and I are headed to Ft. Bragg to be with him. I just spoke with Tabitha Miller. She’s going to help with the kids while we are gone.”
“Go, Mrs. Kenwood. We will be fine here.”
Jayson waited until his parents left the room before looking at the women. He couldn’t help but wonder what they weren’t saying.
