Chapter 19

“Mom is there, isn’t she?” His twin brother asked through the phone as if he could tell what was happening on the other side.

Before Draven could even answer, his father who was standing next to his mother gave him a disapproving look and said, “You shouldn’t say a bad word in front of your mother, Draven Summers. We raised you better than that.”

“And Dad too apparently,” added Declan. “Well, good luck, Brother. Let me know how it goes.” Then before he cut the call, he reminded his brother, “Oh, whatever you do, don’t tell them about the pregnancy. That’s not your story to tell. Maybe just tell them about the engagement, but not the pregnancy, or Clara will whip your ass. Literally.”

“Talk to you later,” said Draven. He ended the call and slid his phone inside the pocket of his blazer, then he looked up and greeted his parents. “Hey, Mum.” He smiled at her, too brilliantly than normal. He shifted his gaze to his dad and gave a brief nod. “Dad.”

His mother, Tiffany, took one sma