Trusting Sydney (The Temptation Saga 6)

“I want to go with you.”

“I need to do this alone. I’ll tell you what I find out.”

His heart beat like a drum against his sternum. A child. He had a child.

A son.

A little boy.

What might he look like?

A mini Sam? A mini Sydney? A combination?

He made his way to the north stands and scanned the crowd. Damnit, where are they?

And then he spied them, Roy and Carrie, with little Duke sitting between them. He sprinted up the stairs, nearly knocking over a hot dog vendor.

“I need to talk to you two,” he said.

“Goodness,” Carrie said. “Oh, yes, you’re Dusty’s brother.”

“Yes. Sam O’Donovan. I want some answers.”

“Answers about what?” Roy said.

“About my son. Where the hell is my son?”

Carrie’s pretty face, so like Sydney’s, whitened. “Roy—”

“I’ll take care of this, Carrie.” He turned to Sam. “Come with me, and we’ll talk.”

“No,” Carrie said, “I’m coming with you.”

“You stay here.”

“No, damnit. I’m coming with you.” She stood up and lifted her son into her arms. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”

Finding a quiet place to talk was nearly impossible, but they found a spot where the noise wasn’t so loud. Carrie sat down on a bench with Duke, and Roy took Sam around a corner and lowered his voice.

“Now, young man, what’s this about?”

“Your future son-in-law, Rod Kyle, came by with some news today. It seems Sydney had a baby five years ago.”

He didn’t seem surprised. Clearly he already knew.

“Yes. And?”

“I happen to be the child’s father.”

Roy’s eyebrows shot up. “Are you sure? She never told us who it was.”

“Why wouldn’t she tell you?”

“She probably didn’t want us to go hunting you down.”

Sam forced his teeth to unclench. “I wish she would have. I want my child.”

“He’s been adopted into a loving home.”