Scandalous Heroes Box Set ~ Erosa Knowles

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DOUBLE TROUBLE- Men of 3X CONStruction~ Erosa Knowles (Amazon Bestseller)

Blaine and Donald had no idea they have not one, but two sons from Belinda, the one woman who ever came between them. Seeing her again test family ties as they fight to rescue their son and reclaim the only woman they ever loved.


Belinda looked up as the curtain moved. How could she have forgotten Donnie and Blaine were a few feet away? Her gaze remained on Adam. How to do this? How to introduce him? Her doctor had told her there were recorded incidents of twins being fathered by different men. One of the men standing behind her was Adam’s father. A heady warmth filled her cheeks as she moistened her lips.

“Who are you?” Adam asked as his gaze flicked over her shoulder before settling on her with a confused frown.

Exhaling, she swallowed her pride and pushed back her embarrassment. “Adam, this is Donnie and Blaine O’Connor, two old friends of mine. They rode over here with me from the library.”

Adam’s frown deepened as his gaze left hers and stared over her shoulder. Her heart raced as she tried to think of something else to say. But her brain blanked and she had nothing. Moments crawled as the tension in the small space increased.

“Nice to meet you, Adam. I’m Blaine.”

“I’m Donald, good to see you’re on the mend.”

Belinda watched Adam’s frown deepen before he tore his gaze away and looked at her again. “Mom? Who…who are they?”

Her mouth opened and then closed. Numerous witty comments flew through her mind but none were appropriate for the situation. Denial was also not an option. Her throat tightened as she forced the words through them. “Your father.”

Adam’s eyes widened at the bald statement and then his face reddened as he glared at the men. “I don’t…. I don’t have a father.”

“Yeah, yeah you do, Adam. I’m good, but there was only one person born without a father, or a human father that is,” she said, trying to inject some humor into the situation. No one took the bait.

Silence filled the room.

“I had a sperm donor, Mom. Not a father. That’s what I mean.”

She nodded, not looking behind her. Despite what their father did, Adam had a point. Neither man had been a father to her sons. Nodding, she patted his hand, hoping he would wait until she came up with an explanation that wouldn’t make her sound…well, like a woman who slept with two men around the same time.

“Okay… okay. We’ll talk about it later, after you get some rest.” Releasing a pent up breath she wondered where was the doctor, she had a few questions.

“I don’t want to talk about them. Not now or later. I want them to leave.”

Belinda’s head snapped up at the petulance in Adams’ voice. Her son had a strong will, both of them did, but he wasn’t cruel and that statement had to hurt. “Adam,” she said in a mild warning tone.

He turned his face away from her. “Please Mom, get them out of here. They haven’t been here for the past 16 years I don’t want them here now.”

Stunned by the anger she heard in his voice, she looked over her shoulder and caught the flash of pain on Blaine’s face. Donald stood with his arms crossed, staring at Adam before meeting her gaze. He

nodded and turned. Before he stepped out he spoke. “Feel better, Adam.”

Blaine nodded at her as well. “There are reasons we were not here Adam, I hope you’ll give us a chance to explain.” And then he left the curtained area.

Adam faced her slowly. “Mom?” he whispered.

Fearing his questions, she took her time meeting his gaze. “Hmm?”

“Us? That guy said us. Which… which one is my… my father?”

The day had been too long and she had no desire to get into her complicated relationship with the O’Connor twins. When she was younger, dating both of them seemed right. But looking into her son’s eyes right now, she wasn’t so sure. She made a quick decision based on wishful thinking.

“Blaine. The one who asked for a chance to explain.” Sending a prayer of forgiveness and hopefulness that she was right, she nodded as his shoulders dropped a bit.

“He’s big.”

“Yeah.” She crossed her arms around her waist and bit her lip.

“So is he Abe’s dad?…”

Clearing her throat, she looked over his head at the beeping equipment as heat rushed to her face. “No, Donald is his father.”

Adam frowned as he stared at her. “But we’re twins…and they’re twins.”

Unable to utter a word of explanation or in her defense, she nodded. His quizzical look did nothing to ease her embarrassment.

“You… you dated both of them? Aren’t they brothers?” The shock in his voice robbed her of speech and filled her with shame. His look of surprise cut her to the core. How to explain?

She coughed and met his gaze. Thankfully there was no disgust, only curiosity, which made it easier to swallow with the small ball of humiliation lodged in her throat. “Yes…er, yes they are twins and I dated both of them.”

“At the same time?” he asked with a bit of incredulity in his voice.

“During the same timeframe, not on joint dates or anything like that.”

“And they went for that? I mean they had to know since they’re brothers.”

Exhaling, she reined in her memories from the past and the long discussions she’d had with her lovers regarding their dating arrangements. “Yes…yes, we all knew and agreed that I would date each one.” For someone who didn’t want to discuss his father, her son had delved into the heart of the matter rather quickly. If this was a normal talk, she would tease him about it.

He stared at her.

Clasping both hands tightly in her lap she waited for him to say something. Seconds ticked by before he spoke. “They just showed up? Today? Why? What happened?”

Trembling with relief, she shrugged. “I’m not sure, I bumped into them at the library and they came with me here.”

“What were they doing at the library?” he asked, frowning.

The question stumped her. “I don’t know. I was so surprised to see them I didn’t ask and then I rushed here to see about you.” Desperately needing a reprieve, she waved down his next question. “I want to

get you home, plus I only want to explain all of this once. And that will be with you and Abe, so hold your questions… and comments for later.”

“But Mom –”

She held up her hand. “I said later.” Standing, she looked around the small space for the jacket he had worn that morning. Spying it in the corner, she picked it up and cringed at the large rip surrounded by blood. She must have stared at it too long because Adam sought to comfort her.

“It looks worse than it was, Mom. I’m okay. For real. Just bruised a bit. Did you love them? Both of them?”

The question hadn’t fully settled into her mind before her heart answered. “Yes, very much.”

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