this man.
He motioned for her to walk into the large living room. As she passed him, she waved her purse in front of him. âI brought a small bag so there wonât be that awkward moment of you asking to search it before I leave. This will make it so much harder for me to steal the family silver, though.â
âIt wouldnât have been awkward.â
âYou really are a lawyer.â
âWhat does that mean?â he asked.
âYouâre not afraid to say what you think, you donât worry about insulting me and youâre determined to see me as nothing more significant than lint. That takes a lot of training.â
âOr the right motivation.â
The room was done in earth tones. The comfortable furnishings had an air of grace. The paintings looked original, the carpets thick enough to sleep on, yet there were a few toys scattered around. This was not a room for show. People lived here and she liked that.
Dani turned to take it all in, then noticed a woman in a white coat perched on the edge of a sofa. She rose and walked over to them.
âWhenever youâre ready,â the woman said.
Ready for what?
Oh, right. âDNA test?â Dani asked. âYouâre not wasting any time.â
âDo you want me to?â Alex asked.
Instead of answering, Dani turned to the woman. âSwab away.â
She opened her mouth and the lab tech stroked the inside of her cheek with a cotton swab. Seconds later she was done and on her way. Dani stared after her.
âLet me guess. Youâre paying extra for a speedy result?â
âIt seemed the smart thing to do.â
She felt exhausted by the roller coaster of emotion sheâd been through that day. There was enough stress in the situation without fighting with Alex, too.
âI want to know the truth,â she told him. âNothing more. If Mark Canfield isnât my father, then Iâll disappear and we can all pretend this didnât happen.â
Alex didnât look convinced. âYou could have stayed away in the first place.â
âI want to know my father. Even you must be human enough to understand that.â
âIâve already told you, I find your timing a little too convenient.â
âI just got the information recently. All I want is to figure out where I belong.â
He didnât actually say ânot here,â but the words echoed in the quiet room.
Despite them, Alex motioned for her to sit on the sofa. âDo you want something to drink?â
âNo, thanks.â Her stomach was too unsettled from nerves.
âThey arenât telling the children. Not until the test results are back. Youâre going to have to go another few days before you can claim your glory.â
Sheâd been about to sit. Now she straightened. âDammit, Alex, thatâs enough. Youâre pushing me for no reason. Iâve committed no crime. Iâve been totally honest and up-front. The fact that you choose not to believe me doesnât change the truth. Youâre going to have to back off or weâre going to have a problem.â
He folded his arms across his chest. âWe already do. I donât trust you. Thereâs nothing you can say to make me want to try.â
She narrowed her gaze. Part of her respected his stubborn determination to protect what was his. Part of her wanted to back the car over him.
âThen letâs try this another way. How about you let me get close to screwing up before you bite my head off?â
She had no idea if he would accept her offer. She found herself hoping he would and not just because she might be related to his father. Something inside of her wanted Alex to like her. A dangerous possibility, she thought, given her history in the romance department and her potential, non-biological family link with Alex.
âHow close?â he asked finally.
âWithin sight of, but not actually