Evan (Novella): 3.5 (A Carter Brother Series)

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nodding when inside I’m shaking my head ‘no’. Meeting the family? Not high on my list of things to do. People hear about where I came from, who I’m related to and they judge me. They judge me for what my sister has done and as soon as Denny finds out what my sister did to her brother she’s going to hate me. There’s no way that she won’t.
    “Okay...But don’t leave me,’’ I add on quickly, really not wanting to be left alone. I don’t know anything about his family or what they’re like.
    Jeeze Louise, it’s his sister, how hard can it be?
     
    Turns out it’s harder than I imagined.
     

CHAPTER NINE
EVAN
     
    Knocking on my sister’s door I begin to feel nervous as fuck. I’m not a nervous kind of guy. I’m always so calm and collected. Fuck, it’s my job to say calm and on alert. But until now I didn’t realise how much I want my sisters blessing, her approval. I know she’ll be pissed once she finds out about Vicky but I want her to accept Kennedy and Imogen into our lives.
    “Alright, mate. She’s just getting Hope dressed,’’ Mason tells us opening the door wider. He looks at Kennedy curiously then down at Imogen. I notice his head snapping quickly in my direction and it makes me wonder if he has clicked on to Imogen being mine. Now that I’ve had time to really look at Immy I can see myself in her.
    “Thanks,’’ I nod.
    We follow him into the front room where I drop the car seat down by the single arm chair, signalling to Kennedy to sit down. She’s been strangely quiet from the moment I told her she was coming with us. I don’t know why but her not being with me had me feeling unsettled. It didn’t feel right letting the family meet Immy and not her. It’s like she belongs at my side.
    Footsteps from the stairs have me standing back up from the sofa. When Denny walks in she looks surprised to see me, but more surprised and curious as to who Kennedy is. She gives Imogen a quick glance and I ignore the pang of disappointment in my chest at her not seeing Imogen is mine the way Mason did.
    “Hey,’’ she greets slowly, handing a happy Hope over to Mason.
    “Hey, sis,’’ I smile then move forward to wrap her up in a hug. “I’m sorry, for everything,’’ I whisper in her ear.
    “It’s not your fault. I was just too stubborn to see that.’’
    I shake my head ready to argue but then her head tilts in Kennedy’s direction. Shit. Here it goes.
    “This is Kennedy and this little one is Imogen, my daughter.’’
    She doesn’t say anything for a second and I start to worry. My sister has an opinion on everything and anything.
    “Excuse me?’’
    “I didn’t know about her, not until a month ago, but then we were waiting for the DNA results to come back,’’ I breathe out.
    “DNA results? I don’t understand. How did this happen?’’
    “I’m pretty certain you should know that,’’ I tease lightly, trying to ease the mood.
    “But, I didn’t think you were seeing anyone. You said you didn’t have time...’’ she begins and I can see where she’s going with this. After everything that happened when she was kidnapped I explained to her that I never had time to do anything. Which was true. I never had time to get laid, let alone visit family.
    “It’s a long story. I was drugged, taken advantage of, and didn’t find out about Imogen until a month ago,’’ I start, rubbing my face. I can’t believe I’m having to explain this to my sister. I wanted more time before I had to talk about the deep stuff.
    “Are you fucking kidding me? You bring a slut into my house, near my kid. GET OUT,’’ Denny shouts at Kennedy, she stands up, her eyes watering, her body visibly shaking.
    “What?’’ I ask looking between them, wondering why she’s having such a strong outburst towards Kennedy. Kennedy’s eyes fill with tears and like I do it every day, I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her shoulders. She tries to push me off but I don’t let

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