Callum chimed, “Why?
“Because Liz is your mother, Justin,” he replied mildly.
“Bullshit,” Justin yelled, pointing his finger at his father.
Taken aback by his son's profanity Dylan's eyes widened, “Excuse me?”
Justin's finger remained aimed at his father, “I won't accept what you say. I want my real mother to adopt me. I don't see the problem.”
Dylan's posture stayed relaxed, “Liz is your real mother and she'll never agree to you being adopted by Carolina or any woman.”
Justin's finger punctuated the air as he hotheadedly voiced his opinion, “Liz is a whore. She's not my mother.”
Raking his fingers slowly through his hair, Dylan struggled to remain understanding with Justin. “I know you've been through a rough time and I'm willin' to let a bit of your attitude slide off my back but you need to muzzle the profanity or so help me you'll be grounded so long you'll have more white-hairs than a polar bear before you get any freedom. Now, accept that Carolina can't adopt you.”
His father's cool power dampened some of the fire Justin was feeling, his hand lowering to his side, his bottom lip trembling, “No. I will not obey you on this matter. Everything I went through was to bring Carolina into our lives and keep her with us. All the times I got kicked out of school was so we'd relocate so I could get to where she was and when I found her by accident you had to make love to her and scare her off. She was never going to see you again,