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her not only in my life but as my wife also as the one whose heart is entwined with my own.

Chapter Eighteen

Alison

When Mathias said he’d thought his dad died and how his grandfather has been raising him since birth, my heart which already hurt, hurt even more. The fact that both father and son were separated for the past ten years, never to see each other before this moment, is horrifying. I wish I could find Mathias’ grandfather and shoot him myself.

And for me to think such a thing, it has to be something so horrific.

The moment we entered the conference room we found it already filled with people. Two police officers off to the side of the room, they nod to Mitch as we step inside. There’s a woman a little older than I standing close to them. She seems to be peeved about being here and not liking it. Then there are two other men, you could tell they were twins, look pissed the hell off wearing leather vests and a woman with a pained look on her face sitting between them. Both men had one of their arms around her.

“What . . . What’s going on?” Mathias asks when the door closes.

“Shit, Mitch, kid definitely looks like you,” one of the men wearing a leather vest says.

“Yeah, I know,” Mitch mutters. “What did you find, Gadget?” He goes on to demand getting right to it, surprising me with the question.

It seems he’d already started looking into this.

“Well, your name and Michelle’s name were on the birth certificate,” the guy he called Gadget says and proceeds to show us documentation he’d found that the hospital had buried. Evidently, the doctors who did this all were not too bright in covering up their tracks as the guy said.

“Excuse me, but does this have any relevance as to why we’re here?” the woman standing beside the officers snaps.

“I would assume it does since you are a social worker and you’re supposed to be here on behalf of what’s best for Mathias,” the other woman, I learned her name to be Connors says. Gadget mentioned how she’d been able to easily access this information for him when he asked for hard copies. This had been easy for her as she’s a doctor with privileges at the local hospital here and two other ones.

“In my opinion, I would think it best for the child to stay with his grandfather considering who his grandfather is and who his father is. Let the dead stay dead,” the woman snaps.

“But I don’t want to go back to my granddaddy. I don’t want to be punished anymore. He . . . He blames me for my mom dying.” If there was any free air left in the room, Mathias’ words sucked it right out with his admission.

“Ma’am, I think you are dismissed. I’ll be sure to get the documentation to the courts and whatnot later. As a former social worker myself, I will be taking over since I’m still licensed. Now leave and I do expect you to be clearing your desk out when you get to the office as I will be calling your supervisor,” Principal Tyler says firmly to the social worker.

Huffing, the woman stalks out of the room, shooting glares at everyone as she goes.

The moment the door closes once again, Mitch speaks up. Looking at Mathias. “You’re not going back to him. You’ll be coming back home with Alison and me.”

“Will Alison be my mom?” Mathias asks, causing me to stop breathing. “Or will I still have to hear about Michelle being the daughter who screwed up and had me? I really don’t want to think of her as my mom. Please don’t make me think of her as my mom. I . . . I didn’t know her. I don’t know you, but I know you’re my dad. I’d prefer to be around you then him and hearing about her.”

“Kid, you can think of Alison as whatever you want,” Mitch states firmly and pulls him into his arms.

“Why don’t you all go on home? It’s Friday and we’ll handle what needs to be done before the end of the day. I’ll see Mathias and Alison on Monday when they come back for school,” Principal Tyler says, surprising me.

“Appreciate it. But can I request that Mathias be switched from Miss Marshall’s class to another one?” Mitch asks. I’m more than grateful to him for making this request as it would mean Mathias is away from that horrible woman. “Also, I’d greatly appreciate my wife not working with the woman anymore.”

“We can make this happen,” Principal Tyler murmurs with a nod of her head.

“Great, we’re heading home,” Mitch announces. “Gadget, Dragon, Connors are you going to be with them or visit with Dean and Bridget?”

Wait, this woman knows my sister?

“We’re heading back home. We’ll come back this weekend. Jordan is dying to come to Sinner’s Cove and hang out with you all so . . .”

“Fuckin’ great. Tell me she’s not going to try to get up on the pole again,” Mitch mutters, causing me to jerk around to look at him.

“You know how our sister is, plus it drives Badger nuts,” Dragon grumbles.

Um. Okay, now I’m confused. Pole? As in dancing pole?

I’ve read about those and have wanted to try to take the classes for it. Not to actually do it for a living or anything but because it’s great exercise.

“You are not doing that shit,” Mitch mutters.

I lift my gaze to his as I hear everyone laughing. Crap, did I say that out loud?

“Please tell me I didn’t say my thoughts,” I mumble, feeling myself growing embarrassed.

“Yeah, mo stòr, you did, and that shit is never gonna happen,” Mitch declares and leans in to whisper further into my ear where none of the other people in the room can hear him. “If you wanna dance on a pole it’ll be in our bedroom where no one else can see what’s