Reunited...With Child by Katherine Garbera

fine. I don’t want to move, Cam.”
    â€œToo late,” he said. “My life is in Miami and Ty’s will be, too.”
    â€œI’m not giving up my son.”
    â€œThen go get packing. My secretary will arrange for movers to come and get your stuff.”
    â€œI will need to be here.”
    â€œThat’s your choice but you must know Ty will be staying with me.”
    â€œDammit, Cam.”
    â€œYes, dammit, Becca. How could you not tell me we had a son?”
    â€œYou told me I was mistress material and nothing else,” she said. “Do you remember that?”
    He did, but that didn’t change the fact that she’d hidden Ty from him.
    â€œI am not leaving until the movers have been called and I have a chance to talk to them. I will go to Miami with you but I’m not going to allow you to put me and Ty second in your life. If you want to be a father to him, then he deserves the best.”
    â€œWhat do you mean?”
    â€œYou can’t be a workaholic and a good father. I understand you want to punish me but I won’t let you punish your son.”
    Her words made him realize she was different than his mother had been when it came to her son. “I will be happy to put Ty first. Go pack up what you need. I will call a mover and get someone out here.”
    He stopped as it finally hit him. “Oh, my God, I have a son.”
    â€œYes, you do,” Becca said.
    He ignored her and went over to Ty, who was playing happily with his toys. He stared at the boy, and Ty smiled up at him. Then Cam reached down and rubbed his finger over that soft cheek of his.
    â€œMy son,” he said softly.
    He stood there looking at the boy, and the anger that had been riding him since Becca made her announcement started to ease. He could never be mad at Ty or do anything that would jeopardize his son’s happiness.
    He looked over at Becca. “Why did you name him Ty?”
    â€œIt was my mother’s father’s name. I never knew him, so it seems silly to say he was my grandfather. His name is actually Tyler Cameron Tuntenstall.”
    â€œYou gave him my name?” Cam asked.
    â€œYes. I…I knew someday he’d ask about you and I wanted him to have a connection. I know you think this is all some kind of conspiracy against you, but I made the only choice I could for my son. It was hard for mebecause I didn’t want to follow in my mother’s footsteps. I had promised myself that my children would have both a mother and a father.”
    Later maybe he’d be able to appreciate those words, but right now he couldn’t. “I didn’t think it was a conspiracy. I’m beginning to think it was pure selfishness on your part.”
    Cam turned and walked out the door without looking back. He knew she wasn’t going anywhere in the time it would take him to line up a mover. Right now he needed some space. She’d knocked him for a loop, and he had no idea how he was going to recover. He only knew that his heart hurt.
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    Less than eight hours later Becca was seated on Cam’s private jet and waiting for takeoff. Ty was seated next to her, his favorite stuffed animal—a yellow dog—and his blanket tucked close to him. He hadn’t seemed too traumatized by today’s events, and she had the feeling that he’d settle in to living in Miami more easily than she would.
    Cam had arranged for a mover to get the stuff necessary for her and Ty to live in Miami. The rest of her belongings would be staying in the house. She had no idea what kind of strings he’d pulled, but the men had actually been at her house today and she’d told them what had to be boxed and moved. Her nanny, Jasper, would oversee the movers from here and in less than a week her belongings would be in Cam’s house in Miami.
    He sat across the aisle and hadn’t said more thantwo words to her since they’d gotten on the plane. The