“Baby, no one is going to take Davis. No one. I don’t care what I have to do.”

I hold her tight.

“Well, fuck her. She’s never been in Davis’ life and from what you’ve told me, she treated Kayla like shit. So we will make sure she can’t touch Davis.”

“Thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you. I never thought I’d have to worry about Kayla’s parents. We haven’t heard from them since the day they kicked her out.”

“I wish I knew why they’re causing problems now. Did they come to Kayla’s funeral?”

“Nope. They didn’t come or even send flowers.”

“I want you to tell all that to Lorenzo. Carl knows?”

“He does. He helped me with her funeral and he’s taken care of everything for her since she found out she was pregnant.”

“I’m thankful that you had someone to help you. You and Kayla.”

It isn’t long before Lorenzo is knocking at our door. We both hug him, then go into the living room.

“Okay, tell me what happened, start when Kayla and her parents had their falling out.”

“When Kayla found out that she was pregnant, she told her parents. She was about three months along. They told her she had two choices. Abortion or adoption, so she told them she wouldn’t do either. They said she needed to leave their home. She wasn’t welcome anymore. Unless she decided to get rid of the baby.”

“Okay, have they ever seen Davis?”

“No. They’ve never seen him, in fact I don’t even think they know his name or that he’s a boy. Even in the text she sent me, she called Davis ‘it.’ Never by his name.”

“Can I see the text?” Lorenzo asks.

“Of course,” she says as she hands him her phone.

“Make sure you keep these messages. I’m going to have you sign some papers that will give me permission to pull these texts from your phone. All the papers that Carl sent you are good. We have everything we need in case Kayla’s parents show up. Do they know where you are?”

“Not that I know of. Lynton, Levi and my boss are the only ones who know where I am. And none of them would tell her parents. They all know the situation.”

Lorenzo nods as he’s taking notes.

“Carl told Leighton to have me file joint custody papers. Is that so they can’t take Davis? Because he’s my son?”

“Yes. I brought the papers for you to fill out and sign. I’ll get them filed first thing tomorrow. And there’s a family court judge I can call and ask to move your case through faster. I don’t know if you need to be worried. Because I don’t know this family. But what I do know is that you never take chances. People can be unpredictable. You know first hand how people can be.”

“I do know and that’s why I’m not taking chances either. I’m getting a bodyguard for Leighton and Davis. Maybe even Lynton. I’ve asked for a special church tomorrow night.”

“What’s that?” Leighton asks.

“It’s what we call our meetings in the club. It’s when the council gets together and we talk about things that are going on.”

Leighton never questions when I tell her things. The trust I feel from her is something I never want to lose.

“Do you really think we need a bodyguard?” she asks.

“It’s better to be safe,” Lorenzo answers for me. He gives me a look, asking what she knows of our families. I give him a small shake of my head. And he nods. He’s grown up in this life and knows that even if we want to share everything, we can’t until we’re married. Which won’t be long, but I need to ask her first.

We spend the next hour filling out the papers and getting everything in order for tomorrow. My gut is telling me that we’re going to have a problem with Kayla’s parents. I will kill anyone who touches my family.

“I’ll give you a call tomorrow after I submit all the paperwork. You two get some rest. I’ll also call Salvatore in the morning.”

“Thank you, we really appreciate your help.”