Reunited...With Child by Katherine Garbera Read Free Book Online Page B

don’t you leave and we’ll never have to see each other again?” she said. She marched over to the door and opened it.
    But Cam shook his head. “I’m not leaving yet.”
    â€œOh, I think you are,” she said. “I don’t care if we ever see you again.”
    â€œSit down, Becca. We’re about to come to an understanding and I’m not leaving here without my son.”
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    Cam had never expected to hear anything like the news Becca had just delivered. He let anger roil through him because if he had a chance to think, he was going to be hurt and upset. Two emotions he wasn’t about to let her know she’d caused.
    â€œThe first thing we will do tomorrow is to find a doctor who can do a paternity test.”
    â€œWhy? I just told you that Ty was your son.”
    â€œI want an official document saying he is and then we will modify the birth certificate so that my name is on there,” he said. Now that he was pushing aside the anger, there were a lot of housekeeping items that had to be tended to if they were going to sort out an arrangement for Ty that would ensure his welfare.
    â€œOkay, I can see why you’d want that,” she said.
    â€œGood,” he said, but he didn’t care if she agreed or not. He had rights, and since she’d hidden his son from him since his birth, Cam intended to make up for lost time.
    â€œNext up we will see my attorney and he will draw up papers for us to have joint custody. There will also be an agreement that states that none of my holdings or fortune will fall to you.”
    â€œFine,” she said. “This isn’t about me, Cam.”
    He nodded. “That just leaves the matter of Ty moving down to Miami. I can’t live in New York and I want my son with me.”
    â€œWait a minute. I’m not ready to move,” she said.
    â€œToo bad. You and Ty are going to move down this week and you will live with me at my house. He needs his mother nearby to make this adjustment easier.”
    â€œWhat will I do there? My business is here.”
    â€œYou will design the Mercado interiors for me.”
    â€œAre we going to get married?”
    â€œHell, no. I’m not about to repeat my father’s mistake and marry a woman who puts her own needs first.”
    â€œThat’s not fair. I put Ty’s needs first,” she said.
    â€œI will give you that,” he said. “I have to make a few calls. Pack whatever you need for the next few days and we will leave on my private jet to Miami.”
    â€œI can’t move that quickly.”
    â€œYou don’t have a choice,” he said. “Either you do this or I take Ty and you never see him again.”
    She was shaking, and tears glittered in her eyes, but she still wore that determined, stubborn look. He knew that he was making her mad, but he didn’t give a damn. He’d never felt as betrayed as he did at this moment.
    â€œI will do the paternity test and I will agree to joint custody, but Ty will continue to live with me in New York. You can see him on the weekends if you’d like. But you aren’t taking over his life or dictating to me about mine. If you’d been a different kind of man over two years ago, you wouldn’t be so shocked now that you have a son.”
    â€œI’m not arguing with you about any of this. I know what I want and I will get it. You are welcome to hire an attorney and have him deal with mine. But my son is coming with me now.”
    â€œFine, I will do that. I think it’s time you left,” she said.
    â€œI’m not leaving without you and Ty. I can’t trust you not to sneak off,” he said.
    â€œOf course you can. I wouldn’t have told you about your son if I didn’t mean for you to have a chance to get to know him.”
    â€œAs noble as that intention is, Becca, it is too little, too late.”
    She just shook her head. “That’s