She couldn’t look at me.
“Heather!”
“Xay is Collin’s father.”
I just stared at her.
Six.
The number came to me immediately.
Zion.
Amari.
Michael.
Serenity.
Carter.
Collin.
Six fucking children.
Three women.
All in the same family.
I slowly sat back down because my legs couldn’t hold me anymore.
Nobody spoke.
The server came walking toward us with my coffee, took one look at the table and slowed down.
“Um…”
I looked at her.
“Can I get that to go?”
Her eyes widened.
“Absolutely.”
She turned right the fuck around.
Then something about Avery’s face bothered me.
“What else?”
“Nothing.”
“Avery.”
She looked down.
“What else?”