Mason rubbed his brows for the umpteenth time as he sat against his office desk, swiveling around mindlessly.
He had tried working, but his mind had just refused to cooperate.
He hated feeling so disrupted, but discovering Eva had him feeling like a tornado had just swept through his life.
He had a biological son!
Another child.
He could, for all he cared, have just acted like they did not exist, but was it not only those things you did not know that could not kill you?
He wanted a part in the life of his little one.
He snatched the file that held the cause of his unsettled state and read the document again.
David Donovan.
The following lines were a blur as his eyes flew to the result of the tests that had been sent in by the private investigator he had hired to look into Eva and
