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The next day Davontae was barely out of bed when a hard knock came to his apartment door. He hated people coming to his home, especially when they were uninvited. Taking his time, he made his way over to the entrance swinging it open to three people he never seen before.

"May I help you?"

"Davontae Sallow?"

"Who wants to fucking know?" Vontae said, making the three people look at each other with a smirk. It was amusing to them. The man was cocky as fuck, and they knew their boss would love this. That is if he could be trusted.

"Mr. and Mrs. Gordon send us. They need to make sure you, are in fact, Mrs. Gordon's brother...."

"How do they expect to do that?" Davontae asked as one of the men held up a swab and the other some clippers.

"DNA, Sir."

"Shit, why didn't you just say that shit in the first fucking place? I have nothing to hide," Vontae said as he took the clippers reaching up, cutting one of his dreads from the back of his head and opening his mouth.

"When will the result be back? I really need to speak with my sister's husband. It's important."

"Maybe by this afternoon. Köhler's Labs works fast. Then you will be on a jet straight to Scotland if they are a match." The men said, making Davontae nod as they turned to walk away.

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"Yeah?" Reece said into his phone.

"We got what you needed, Boss. The fucker is cocky as fuck I will tell you that."

"Great, get it to the lab, Zachary, and tell them that Adele Köhler said to put a rush on it. We need it by the end of the day."

"Yes, sir. Talk to soon." Zachary said, hanging up as Reece made his way into the bathroom where Nicole was. She was sick again, but she was the one that wanted this. Nicki was so hellbent on having his child as if he would run or more that was like securing her spot as his Donna.

"You good, Bòidheach?" Reece asked, pulling her hair back. He loved seeing her hair like this besides in braids all the fucking time, although he loved both styles.

"I'm okay. I don't think your child likes anything I eat unless it's fruit, cereal, or candy. He's stubborn like his Dad."

"You mean like his mother, and how you know, it's a boy. I mean, I could be getting another princess, but you will have another prince with my luck. I will be stuck with my one princess for now," Reece said, laughing as he helped Nicole up from the floor. They both made their way to the shower, and, once finished, they made their way back to the bedroom.

"Zach just called me. He, Omar, and Ralph got the DNA samples from Davontae this morning. Hopefully, the result in be in within a few hours."

"I thought it took days, maybe months for DNA tests to come back. How in the hell do Aun... Ma and Dad... Man, it feels strange calling them that, but it feels so damn good too. Anyway, how do they get that back so freaking fast?"

"Dele, own a DNA center that's tied to her friend or sister whatever you would like to call them adoption agent." He said, making her nod her head as she put on her clothes. Sometime later, they made their way down the stairs meeting with the rest of the family. 

Reece wasn't used to having a home full of people All the Köhler's were there, including Victor, Kellan, Liam, Johan, and their families. It was surprising to see Johan. He was more of a homebody and never left Germany unless he had to. On the other hand, Vic and Kellan were always wherever Luca was, just as their wives and Rylee.

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