Speak To Me
Chapter 129 –

(Jamie)

I glanced down at my phone, seeing the text from one of Grant's men as they informed me Eva had just entered a bar down the street.

The fact that my own guys didn't catch her watching us still pisses me off and I'm even contemplating moving to a more heavily secured place..I just haven't told Gabriella about it yet. I will have to speak with a realtor first and see what our options are. "W-What did they s-s-say baby?" Gabriella asked softly, prompting me to tilt my phone so she could see it. Relief flooded her eyes, making me pull Gabriella closer to my side as I glanced over at my mom and dad.

It was still weird seeing them together..especially with how affectionate they are being towards one another. But truthfully, I haven't seen my mom this happy in years. So I guess I can try to accept it for now..Dad better not fuck this up though. "Did she leave?" Dad asked lowly.

I nodded once to confirm as he let out a long sigh before leaning back.

"Well..hopefully Gabriella's brother can get the sample so we can get this all figured out."

"Yes, I can't even imagine what that poor boy has to be going through." Mom added with a frown and I quickly looked down at my wife, seeing those big blue eyes fill with sadness.

"Hey, we are going to figure this all out. And if the boy is being mistreated in any way, then we will contact the authorities." I said, making her nod before leaning against me.

"Come on, I bet my wife wants some dessert." I added playfully before bending down and kissing her juicy pink lips. I won't lie..I'm a little worried for the boy myself..considering who he has been living with.

I am praying to god that Grant gets that DNA sample tonight..then this can finally be put behind us. And whatever path we have to take..we will face it head-on.

Suddenly I heard a loud voice speaking towards us, making my eyes snap towards the side.

"Oh god..not this asshole.." My dad suddenly grumbled, causing my brow to furrow.

That's when an older white male with salt and pepper hair came walking up towards us.

"Robert Sinclair, who let trash like you in here?" The man laughed, playing it off as a joke..but you could tell it was a dig..

"Bruce, it's nice to see you.." Dad said while forcing a smile.

"And who is this lovely lady?" He suddenly asked while bending down and taking my mother's hand..Yeah, dad didn't like that too much.

"This is my wife..Teresa." He quipped, making Mom look at him with humor filling her eyes.

"Wife..I didn't take you as the marrying type Rob." That's when I saw my dad's jaw tick..he hated being called Rob.

"What are you doing in the city? I thought you moved to Florida." Dad asked, trying to change the subject obviously.

"Taking care of some family things. You know teenage boys.. they are always getting into some type of trouble." He winked before smiling widely at my mom. Then his gaze slowly drifted towards me and my wife, like he finally realized we were sitting here. That's when I noticed something odd..his eyes seemed to be two different colors. I swear I recently saw someone else with that same thing.

"If you will excuse us, we better finish our meal. My son needs to get his wife home soon." My dad suddenly said, making the guy look at Gabriella for a few seconds as I realized he was checking her out.

Okay..this sleaze ball better fucking watch himself..

The guy finally got the hint and left, making my dad let out a long sigh before reaching for his wine glass and finishing it off.

"Who the hell was that?" I asked, feeling annoyed.

"Bruce Remington..he is in the oil business..real asshole. Comes from old money." My dad grumbled, making my mom start to rub his back soothingly as he finally calmed down.

"I don't think I've met him before..I'm sure I would have remembered.." I mumbled, seeing Gabriella and my mom share a humor-filled gaze.

"Yeah, we don't exactly like one another. He used to be a member of the country club I attend..but the guys he golfed with..they weren't the type of people we usually associate with.." He said, giving me a knowing look as I realized what he meant. We keep our business dealings clean and respectful. We also make sure to never cut any corners and care for our employees greatly. So if my dad is weary of Bruce Remington..then there must be reason for it.

I can honestly say I hate the guy and I only spent five seconds with him.

After feeding my wife some dessert, we made sure to get Eva's location and decided to head home.

My mom and Gabriella planned to have a girl's day soon and I couldn't help but feel like things were looking up. Once we get this DNA test done..then we will have the upper hand. Eva won't be able to use manipulation to control me..and I know that has to be exactly what she is banking on.

"Come on Princess, let's get you to bed." I whispered beside my wife, my hands sliding down her hips and butt as I squeezed firmly.

She looks so fucking beautiful tonight..I know I always say that..but I swear every time I do, I mean it.

I had Ray go home for the night since I knew we weren't leaving again and Grant's guys were watching the place. So I was prepared to have a long night with my wife with no one around to hear us.. Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate, making me frown as I chose to ignore it.

"W-what do you plan on d-doing with m-me in that bed M-Mr. Sinclair?" She asked seductively, making my body hum with excitement and then it started to him with something else..who the hell is calling right now? "Just one-second baby." I said, pulling out my cell phone as I saw it was Grant calling.

I quickly pulled back and answered the phone, seeing Gabriella looking up at me nervously.

"Hey Grant, did everything go okay?" I asked tightly, feeling like I was holding my breath as I waited anxiously for him to speak.

"Uh yeah..it went good.." He said, making me blink my eyes rapidly.

Why the hell did he sound so weird? Like I knew he was hiding something..did he get caught?

"So..you got the sample?" I asked in confusion, seeing the elevator doors open as I took Gabriella's hand and started to walk off.

"Well..you could say that. Are you guys home? I'm not on speaker phone am I?" He suddenly sounded nervous.

"No..you're not. We are just walking up to the apartment now. Why?" I asked and that's when I heard something that made me stop in my tracks.

"Grant, look at this one! It's a T Rex!" A kid suddenly shouted.

"Wow, that's awesome buddy..just give me one second okay?" Grant whispered as the call was suddenly muffled.

"Grant..why the hell am I hearing a kid in the background?" I asked, making Gabriella's eyes widen now.

"So..that's kind of why I'm calling..I don't want Gabriella to know..She doesn't need to stress about this."

"Too fucking late for that!" I rushed out, seeing my wife put her hand out as she motioned for me to give her the phone.

"Baby..just let me take.."

"H-hand it o-over.." She said firmly, making me swallow hard as I did exactly what she said..why the hell is she so sexy when she uses that tone of voice?

"T-tell me what h-happened." She said into the phone before turning it on speakerphone. That's when I quickly took her hand and pulled her towards the door, letting her in.

"Well..just try not to freak out okay? But I went there..and the kid was left alone to begin with..apparently, it isn't something new...and the way he just let me in Gabby..I couldn't leave him like that..So...I took him with me.."

"You took him?!" I exclaimed, feeling so many emotions rush through me as Gabriella suddenly placed her hand on my arm, catching my attention.

"C-calm down b-baby." Gabriella whispered, making me close my eyes as I couldn't believe what was happening right now.

Grant was supposed to just get a damn hair sample! Not kidnap the freaking kid! I swear he is hanging out with Rylan too much..he must be rubbing off on him.

"Where are y-you Grant?" Gabriella asked, seeming to be the only one with any sense around here.

"I just took him for ice cream and we are heading to the place I am staying at now." Grant explained, causing Gabriella to look up at me innocently..and I knew what she was about to say...I could freaking see it in her eyes. "Baby..this is too much..you are going to get stressed out.." I said, starting to freak out about all of this.

"I-I will be f-f-fine. The b-boy is what matters r-right now." She whispered, and I hung my head, wondering how shit could get so complicated all of a sudden..

But I knew deep down she was right..if he is my son or not..the safety of this child is more important than anything.

"Fine..just for tonight..and then tomorrow morning we are going to the police. Eva would have a fucking field day with this shit..."

The smile my wife gave me after agreeing made it all worth it..and I can't lie, I'm curious to meet the kid myself. Maybe that will give some insight into things...because if he was mine..we would probably have some type of resemblance right?