Page 79 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 3

I kissed her forehead as she settled against my chest again.

We were just getting comfortable when my phone vibrated on the nightstand.

“Hold on for a second.”

I leaned over Noree and grabbed it. The brightness from the screen made both of us squint.

“Damn,” she complained, shielding her eyes.

“My bad.” I chuckled.

I glanced at the notification.

My heart skipped a beat. “We got the DNA results back.”

Noree immediately lifted her head. “Damn, that was quick.”

“Yeah, hold on. Let me pull it up.”

I opened my email and tapped the message from the lab. It took a few seconds for the attachment to load.

I started reading it aloud.

“Based on the genetic markers analyzed...”

The document shifted as the rest of the page loaded.

My voice trailed off when my eyes landed on the conclusion near the bottom of the report: The alleged father is excluded as the biological father. Probability of paternity: 0.00%.

I stopped breathing for a second. My eyes moved over the line again, but the words didn’t change.

“What?” Noree asked.

I didn’t answer.

“Ozy, what does it say?”

I swallowed hard and stared at the screen. “She’s not mine.”

“Huh?” she shouted.

Noree pushed herself off my chest and sat up, pulling the covers over her naked body.

I sat up too and rubbed my hand down my face.

“Hold up.” I looked at the report again. “She ain’t mine?”

Her eyebrows pulled together. “What are you talking about?”

I turned toward her. “So, you fucking lied to me?”

“No! What?” Her face twisted in confusion. “That has to be wrong. I wasn’t with anybody before you.”

“Nah, it sounds like you tried to trick me, love.”

“Ozy, don’t do that. I did not trick you. She looks exactly like you. What the hell are you talking about? Let me see it.”

She reached for my phone, but I pulled it back.