There was silence on the line, thick and heavy. Then Dominic answered, his voice quieter. “I don’t remember. Everything that happened that night was too vague for me.”
David’s pulse thundered in his ears. His voice broke as he said, “I saw a child tonight. He looked so much like you. And another…” He swallowed hard. “Another looked like me.”
Dominic’s sharp laugh came, though it carried unease. “I’m not surprised if you saw someone that looked like you. But like me? No. I’m not a playboy like you.”
David didn’t reply. His eyes stayed fixed on the road, but inside, his heart churned violently.
Because only he knew the truth.
Only he knew that the only woman he had ever touched was his girlfriend — the one he had wanted to marry, the one he had lost. The rest… the others he had invited
