"John I need you to trace a number. I'll forward you the message."

"Ok I'll get it done."

I hang up the phone and forward the message from Genevieve's phone to John.

Genevieve is still sitting on the bed with her head in her hands. Her phone starts to ring and I answer it for her.

"Genevieve's phone."

"Cameron? Is Honey there?" Bas's voice comes through the line.

"Did you just receive a text?"

"How did you...?"

"Genevieve received the same one. I'm having someone trace the number. We will sort this out."

"Thanks Cameron. Can I talk to Honey?"

I hand the phone over to Genevieve telling her to take her time before I make my way to the kitchen.

"Good morning Master Cameron I trust you slept well" Paulette's smiling face greets me. I smile back without saying a word. "Don't give me the silent treatment. I saw Miss Reynolds' shoes at the door and her jacket and handbag on the stairs."

"Yes Paulette. I slept well."

"I'm glad. Now if I may sir... don't hurt her. She is a lovely girl and she is good for you."

"I'll do my best."

She nods knowingly, "breakfast?"

"Please."

...

Eventually Genevieve joins me for breakfast. She is quiet but polite as she says good morning to Paulette. We eat in a simple silence. I wait for her to finish before I tell her what I have planned for our date.

"Do you have a bikini?" I ask as she puts the last bit on bacon in her mouth.

With her mouth full of food she answers, "Not here."

"Ok we will stop by your apartment."

Genevieve grabs my plate with hers and takes it over to the sink. Paulette stops her entering the kitchen just as Genevieve goes to rinse her plate.

"Miss Reynolds please let me."

"Paulette I have told you please call me Honey and it is no trouble. In my house if one person cooks there other cleans."

Paulette looks over at me for guidance and I offer a nod as I make my way over to Genevieve.

"Very well Miss Re- Honey. I will you leave you both" Paulette leaves the kitchen not before giving me a smile. I stand beside Genevieve at the sink as she begins to wash our plates and cutlery.

"Don't even bother lecturing me Cameron" she snaps without looking at me. I hold my hands up in surrender.

"Wasn't going to think of it love." I hug her around the waist and kiss behind her ear, "You wash I'll dry."

Genevieve smiles at me before changing the subject. "So why do I need a bikini?"

"We are going to the beach."

"Serious?"

"Absolutely."

...

After stopping off at Genevieve's apartment for her bikini and her car we find ourselves laying back on a secluded stretch of Carson Beach. Genevieve rolls over placing her head on my chest.

"Thank you Cameron. This is just what I needed."

"Don't worry about the text message I will sort it out. I promise."

"Thank you. I wish I knew who sent it and why they are looking for mum."

I kiss her forehead and run my fingers through her unruly curls. She wraps her arms around me and soon the two of us fall asleep in each others arms protected from the sun by our huge beach umbrella. Genevieve startles awake when my phone rings. I stroke her hair as I bring the phone to my ear.

"Cunningham."

"Sir, I have identified that the phone belongs to a Brayden Maxwell."

"Brayden Maxwell?" I clarify and Genevieve looks at me curiously.

"Yes sir we have a listed address as well."

"Where?"

"Brookline Avenue."

"That's near Fenway Park! He is in Boston."

"Yes sir."

"I want you to pick him up. Bring him to the office. We will be there by five."

"On it."

John disconnects the call and I turn to look at Genevieve who is eagerly awaiting information. I explain my phone call with John to her and she digests the news in silence. We decide to go for a swim before we leave the beach. I take time to appreciate my gorgeous girlfriend's body before following her into the water.

We dry off and change before jumping into Genevieve's Charger. She finally lets me drive. I take the long way back to the college district savouring the experience. It is four o'clock when we get back to Bas and Genevieve's apartment. We find Bas and Brooke upstairs on the couch and I explain John's findings.

"Well I want to talk to this guy!" Bas says straight away.

"Does the name Maxwell sound familiar Bas? I think I've heard it before" Genevieve asks her brother.

"I don't think so Honey. What are waiting for? Can we meet this guy?"

"John has him at the tower" I reply.

"Great let's go!"

"Bas we should really be calm about this."

"I can't be calm Honey. It's mum!"

After Genevieve threatens to leave him behind Bas calms down and he and Brooke sit in the back of the Charger as I drive us to the tower. The four of us head straight inside and up to the thirty-second floor. We step out of the lift and can see John and a guy who must be Maxwell waiting in the glass conference room. Maxwell has hair similar to Genevieve's only a shade or two darker. He looks as though he is arguing with John as we approach.

"Tell me why the hell I'm here!" he yells as we step into the room.

"Brayden Maxwell?"

"Yeah, who the hell are you?" he snaps. His eyes dart over the four of inspecting every detail.

"My name is Cameron Cunningham I own this company."

"That doesn't explain what the hell I'm doing here rich boy!"

Genevieve pulls her phone out of the pocket of her jeans and walk over to Maxwell showing him the text message.

"Is this from you?" she asks and he looks at her dumbfounded, "I'm Genevieve Reynolds and this," she pulls Bas forward, "is my brother Sebastian. Kate Reynolds was our mother."

"Y-You're Kate's kids?" he stutters and the two nod. A smile breaks out on his face. "Well I guess that makes me your brother..."