Page 46 of Spring Break With a Baby Daddy
“Here.” Easton holds out a business card. That’s got my personal cell number on the back. Call any time. For anything.”
“Thank you.” Taking the card, Lisa looks at Warrington again. “Is everything done? Can I go now?”
“Yes. You signed all the documents last week.”
“And you’ll send me copies when they’re finalized?”
“Yes. As soon as Easton and Vivi sign them I’ll file them and send everyone court stamped copies.”
“Thank you.” Turning back to us she says, “And thank you both, for taking care of him.”
“Of course. But you don’t have to?—”
“I do,” Lisa cuts Easton off. “I know I could raise him if I had to, but I want him to have better than I can give him.”
“We could help you,” Easton insists.
“No. He’ll have a much better life with a mom and a dad who aren’t teenagers.”
“Speaking of. Doesn’t the father know?—”
“He signed his rights over,” Warrington interrupts. “I have the papers on file.”
Lisa holds up the card Easton gave her. “I’ll call. Soon.”
I can tell she won’t be calling for a while and I want to ask for her number so we don’t lose track of her, but I won’t. She needs us to take care of her son so she can take care of herself.
“If you need anything, a job, help with school, money, someone to talk to, please, use that number. We don’t want to just take care of Cade,” Easton explains. “We’d like to help you, support you, too.”
“I appreciate that. But I need time. It’s been an emotional few months and as much as I wish things were different, they aren’t.”
“Your mom would be proud of you.”
“I’d like to think so.” With another smile at all of us, she says, “I’ll let you get to those papers. Thank you. Again.”
After she slips out the door, we’re left with the lawyer and a mountain of paperwork to sign.
There are adoption papers, a birth certificate naming us as Cade’s parents, copies of documents signed by both Lisa and Cade’s birth father.
An hour later I’m still numb when we leave the firm’s office and wait for an elevator to arrive. “I can’t believe it.”
Easton slips his hand in mine and leans down to whisper in my ear. “Me either but let’s get out of here before anyone changes their mind.”
As soon as the elevator doors open, I leap forward and press the button for the ground floor. “She really doesn’t want to raise him.”
“I think she does but she knows they’ll both be better off if she doesn’t.”
“I thought we’d have to run.”
“I know.”
“I called Laney when I went to the restroom, before Lisa came in.”
“Figured you would.”
“They’re heading to the airport now. Our driver will drop us at the plane before driving your car back to Love Beach.”
“With everything going on I hadn’t thought about my car.”
