Twin Cupids at Work: Daddy, Come Home! novel Chapter 7

Oliver stared up at him, eyes wide and searching. Did this grumpy dad actually know him? What was happening here? His quick little mind started piecing things together. He remembered the boy with Mom, the one who looked exactly like him. Mom had once mentioned he was supposed to have a brother, but that brother hadn’t made it. Twins were the only way two kids could look so identical. That meant the other boy was his brother. But he was alive—so what was the real story? Judging by how this dad had mistaken him for someone else, his brother must have been living with this man all along. So, Dad thought he was his brother, and Mom thought his brother was him.

Oliver sorted it all out in his head in a flash.

Julian grew impatient watching the kid just stare at him, not saying a word.

Oliver thought, since everyone was mixing them up and his brother had left with Mom, maybe he should just go along with it and stay with Dad for now. That way, he’d be covering for his brother, and he was pretty curious about this dad, anyway.

Julian lifted his hand.

Oliver flinched, thinking he was about to get smacked. There was no contest between them—he knew when to give in. He lunged forward, wrapping his arms around Julian’s leg.

“Daddy, I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have hit you. I promise I won’t do it again. Please don’t hit me.”

The blow never came. Julian just stared down, a little stunned, at this kid clinging to his leg. Was this really his quiet, stone-faced son?

Oliver kept squirming, hugging tight. “I didn’t mean it, really. I thought you were a bad guy. Please, don’t be mad at me.”

Julian narrowed his eyes, studying the boy’s face for a long moment, like he was searching for something off. He didn’t find anything.

“Get up.”

Oliver snuck a glance up, saw there was no anger there, and quickly let go, standing up straight.

Julian still felt something was off. Even the clothes looked different.

“Did she change your clothes?”

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