Chapter 17
“We’re booked in for a DNA test on Friday.” Logan sounded tired as he laid his daughter in her cot. Phoenix pulled her fluffy horse up to her nose and inserted her thumb.
“You don’t need me for that.” Hana stroked a stray dark curl from her daughter’s brow and pulled the blankets higher over her shoulder.
Outside the bedroom, Logan reached for his wife and pulled her tired body into his. “We’re in this together. It’s my mess and I’ll sort it out but I want you there. No more secrets, Hana.” He kissed the end of her nose. “Besides, I never want to be left alone with her again, thanks. She’s like a bloody octopus.”
“Why don’t you and Ryan go together?” Hana asked, seeking avoidance altogether.
“Because it’s more accurate if the mother’s there,” Logan replied. “Don’t you remem
