says his father is one of you.”
Trent’s gaze moved around the room. He turned to look at Albert, who was situated behind him, then he looked to the other end of the table where Bernard and then, his father, were standing.
There were gasps and curses, looks of shock, and heads shaking. Bruce tried to take it all in, then he simply closed his eyes. In two sentences his nephew had taken a load off his shoulders that had rested there for far too long. There was a child, born to a woman who was not married to one of the Senior Donovans. And now that child was here to tell them that he should not be forgotten.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Regan spoke up next. “This is all about this guy thinking he’s a Donovan.”
“Is it true?” Savian asked, his voice laced with that icy edge that only he possessed.
He’d asked the question of his father and Reginald had at first nodded his head.
“Yes, this young man believes he is a Donovan,” Reggie replied.
“If he believes it there must be a reason,” Dion said.
“So which one of you has another child?” Linc asked as he looked directly at his father. “On the screen last night the baby’s name was Donovan Henry. Is he your son, dad?”
The room was eerily quiet now as the Senior Donovans looked from one to the other. Henry did not speak. Beverly, lifted a hand to her shoulder and waited until her husband clasped it. There it was, the Donovan loyalty. Bruce wondered if it would survive.
“There was a woman that I was involved with while in college,” Henry finally spoke up. “Her name is Roslyn Ausby.”
Sean cursed.
Parker shook his head. “Roslyn Ausby is Dane Donovan’s mother. So you got her pregnant and then what, you walked away Uncle Henry?”
“That’s not exactly what happened,” Henry started to say.
“Then for the love of all that’s holy, will one of you please enlighten us?” Savian said before cursing.
“You will remain respectful, Savian,” Carolyn said to her son. “We’re all adults here and I expect everyone in this room to act accordingly. You want to know the story, then be quiet and let them tell it.”
Savian fumed. His wife didn’t reach for his hand the way that Beverly had with Henry, she only stared down to the end of the table, waiting to hear what would come next. They all did.
“Roslyn and I broke up before graduation,” Henry continued. “Then we were together again just before my wedding.”
“You bastard,” Linc said. “You got another woman pregnant, what days, weeks, before marrying my mother?”
Henry met his son’s gaze and held it. He was sorry, but he wasn’t weak. “I made a mistake. We all make mistakes.”
“Some mistakes we shouldn’t make, dad,” Adam said. “‘If you love your woman, you cherish her. You respect and uplift her.’ That’s what you told me when I was sixteen years old. It’s what you told all of us.”
Henry nodded as his youngest child spoke. “It’s the truth.”
“Is it really?” Trent asked. “How much more of this truth do you need to tell us?”
Henry cleared his throat. “I was wrong for being with Roslyn before my wedding. That is for my wife and I to work through. As for the other…for this child…I don’t know if I’m the father.”
“How could you not know?” Trent asked.
Tia turned in her seat now, rubbing a hand over her husband’s arm. He looked down at her but did not speak. When Trent’s gaze returned to his father it was full of heat and accusation.
“He doesn’t know because he’s not the only one that slept with her,” Bernard said.
“What? Wait a minute,” Parker said, shaking his head. The smile on his face was normal, but there was steel in his gray/green eyes. He was definitely not happy. “You’re about to tell us that more than one of you slept with the same woman? What kind of bullshit is that?”
“Parker!” Carolyn admonished.
“Let them be,” Reginald told his wife. “They have a right to be