Chapter 58

For a split second, Yazid’s instincts took over and he shrank back against the sofa, one hand coming up as if to shield the baby against his chest.

“What the fuck is he—?”

“Don’t you dare!” Ali shouted. The baby squirmed restlessly in Yazid’s arms, and he bent his head to shush it, breaking eye contact with Tony. His heart was thrumming in his chest, and he felt cold. The hairs on his arms were standing on end. He’d never seen a look that angry.

“Stop it, both of you!” Violet cried, but her voice was too high and weak against her sons combined. “This is Christmas.”

“You said he wasn’t coming!” Ali yelled.