I nod and wait for her to continue. There’s a ball of dread forming in my stomach.
“My best friend was Kayla Moss, she died two months ago.”
Fuck. I spent one night with a Kayla last year.
“She said she met you last year while she was in Chicago for a few days. You met at a club and spent the night together. Ninemonths later, Davis was born. Now I know what you’re thinking, am I sure he’s yours? I know Kayla and she doesn’t sleep with just anyone. Could there be a chance Davis isn’t yours? Sure. But before Kayla died, she wrote me a letter telling me who you were. Before then, I thought you were a deadbeat. She had said you knew and didn’t want anything to do with Davis. Which doesn’t mean that couldn’t still be true. Just because you find out you have a son, I don’t expect you to want to be in his life. And you won’t take him from me. He’s all I have left of Kayla.”
I sit and stare at her as she’s talking. I’m trying to soak in everything she’s telling me. Davis might be my son. Fuck.
“I would never be a deadbeat dad. Never. I would like to get a DNA test done if that’s okay with you. And if Davis is my son, I do want to be in his life. Where do you live?”
“We live in St. Cloud, Minnesota.”
“Do you live alone? Do you have any help?”
“My twin sister lives thirty minutes away and helps me as much as she can. I have a brother too. But he’s stationed in Japan and will be there for a while.”
“If Davis is my son, would you consider moving closer to Lake Renegade? You could even live here. I would help you with finances if that’s a problem.”
She’s staring at me like I’m a lunatic. Okay, maybe immediately asking her to move to Lake Renegade is a bit extreme. But if Davis is mine? I want him close and I don’t think she’ll leave him with me. So I want her to stay close too. When I look at her, I feel like I know her and I want her to stay. Fuck it. Even if Davis isn’t mine? I want them to stay.
“I can’t just pick up and move. Why can’t you move near us? I have a job. My sister. I can’t just leave.”
“Maybe your sister would be willing to move here? I wish I could move near you. But I can’t. There are things here that prevent that from happening.”
“So you want me to move here? To a place where I don’t know anyone? Fuck that. You’re an ass.”
Leighton frowns and stands up.
“Please. I didn’t mean to upset you. Maybe we should take this one step at a time. Let’s get the DNA test done and then we can discuss what the next step will be.”
“If you think you can take Davis from me? You have another thing coming. I’ll fight you with every last penny I have.”
I stare at her. I don’t want to fight with her. But I also won’t let her leave with my son…if he is my son.
“I understand that you have a life in St. Cloud. But if Davis is mine, I have rights too and Davis deserves to know me, just as much as I deserve to know him.”
“Then you can make the drive to see him. You can’t demand that we move here so it’s easier for you.”
“Whoa. I didn’t demand anything. I suggested. There has to be some way that will work for both of us. Let’s take Davis to the hospital and get the test done first.”
Leighton frowns at me but follows me when I go to tell my mam our plans. She volunteers to come with us. The test takes less than ten minutes, Mam makes sure the results are top priority. We should get them tomorrow. Mam offers to take Leighton and Davis to dinner. But she declines. So we agree to meet at the bakery tomorrow at lunchtime so that we can head over to the hospital and get the results.
Chapter Three
Leighton
I wanted to have dinner with Caitríona, but I was still too angry with Valentino. How dare he assume I can just pack up and move here so it’s convenient for him. What an asshole.
I call Carl to let him know what happened today. He said that if I need anything to let him know. Tomorrow we’ll find out if Valentino is Davis’ bio dad. Part of me wants him to be, because he seems like he’ll take care of him. But the other part doesn’t because then I have to figure out how to co-parent with that asshole.
I ordered in from the restaurant in town and spent the night with my favorite man. I love Davis so much and looking at him makes me miss Kayla. But I’m glad I still have him with me, it’s like she’s not really gone. I get a little restless after we eat, so I put Davis into his stroller and take a walk around the town. It really is a nice place and so far people are pleasant. They smile and say hi as they pass by and even hold doors open for others.
The bakery is still open and I can’t resist stopping to get another doughnut for Davis and me. The same girl that was working earlier is still there.
“Hi, I didn’t get to meet you before, I’m Leighton,” I say to her as I walk in with Davis.
“Hi! I’m Simone.” She smiles at me.