“Gin likes to remind me that we don’t know for sure if Cam is mine.”
Owen scoffed, having much the same reaction Shane had. “Who else got near enough Ginger to sleep with her?” he asked. “I can’t… I can’t even imagine her sleeping with another guy, and I’m saying that two days after seeing her at the altar with another guy.” Owen always had been one of his biggest supporters. “Wait… you’re not worried about that, are you? You don’t think she cheated on you, do you?”
“No,” Shane spat out. If Owen had been anyone else, he’d have hit him. “God, no, Cam is mine, I don’t have any doubt.”
“But you did the blood test anyway… Why did you do that?”
“Because Ginger asked me to,” he said, looking at his brother-in-law. “Did it offend you? I didn’t do it because I had doubts, I did it because she
