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as he nibbled on his bottom lip. Whatever he was going to ask her it would be one of his usual doozy questions, ranking right up there with how dogs have puppies and how is God real if we can’t see him.
    “Is Flynn my dad?”
    Lori gaped, momentarily speechless as her initial unease exploded into unadulterated panic.
    She wasn’t ready to have this conversation with her son, the words she needed to say bubbling up in her throat only to stick there.
    Adam rushed on before she could find the right words, whatever they were.
    “I just wondered, that’s all. He has the same eyes as me and he looked at me real funny at school yesterday. Though don’t worry, it’s cool. He seems okay for a grown-up. Do you think he’ll stay long? Do you think he’ll go out with us for a milkshake? Do you think he likes me?”
    Lori’s heart ached at the earnest, wistful expression on her son’s face. She would love to answer all his questions but it was impossible considering she didn’t know the correct response to half those questions herself.
    Sitting on the bed, she took Adam’s small hand in hers.
    “You’re very clever, sweetheart.”
    She paused, swallowed the lump of emotion clogging her throat.
    “Yes, Flynn is your dad. Remember I said your dad had a very important job overseas and I couldn’t contact him? Well, that’s the reason I couldn’t tell him about you.”
    Adam’s wide-eyed stare as he hung on her every word tugged at her heart.
    “He’s a nice guy and once he gets to know you he’s going to love you as much as I do.”
    “Really?”
    Adam’s gray eyes, so like his father’s, filled with tears and she scooped him onto her lap and hugged him tightly.
    His off-the-scale IQ and astounding perception fooled her into thinking he was way older than his five years at times, and then something as simple as his tears would give her a much-needed wake-up call.
    “Sure thing, little man. How could he not love you?”
    She kissed the top of his head, praying she was right. She had no idea how far Flynn wanted to take the relationship with his son. And if he did, what would that mean for her?
    She should’ve told Adam about Flynn a long time ago. It wasn’t like he hadn’t asked and she’d basically stuck to the truth, that he had an important job overseas and she’d lost contact and didn’t know where he was. Thankfully, Adam hadn’t pushed it, though now Flynn was back in their lives, had she done the right thing in relegating him to the past?
    She had her reasons for keeping silent, solid reasons built on protecting the most important person in her life — Adam. But would Flynn see it that way?
    The doorbell sounded and Adam wriggled out of her arms and ran out of the room before she could stand. She followed at a more sedate pace, fiddling with her hair, twisting her hands before making a conscious effort to cool it.
    Adam wrenched open the door. “Hi, Flynn. Mom and I had a chat. She told me who you are and everything. Can I call you Dad?”
    Lori held her breath, praying Flynn wouldn’t break Adam’s heart as he had hers all those years ago.
    To give Flynn credit he recovered a lot quicker than she would’ve done in the same circumstances. He squatted to Adam’s eye level and held out his hand.
    “I’d really like that.”
    “Cool,” Adam said, ignoring Flynn’s outstretched hand and flinging his arms around his father’s neck.
    She blinked back tears as her gaze locked with Flynn’s over the top of their son’s head, silently willing him to understand, to forgive her, but she could read little in his steely gray eyes before he quickly lowered his gaze.
    Flynn wrapped his arms around his son for the first time, desperately hoping he wouldn’t blubber.
    With Adam hanging onto his neck for dear life, a confused jumble of emotion burst within him: fear he wasn’t cut out for fatherhood, pride this refreshingly honest child was his and love for this little person who was a part of him.
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