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“Mommy. It died,” Lane says, sniffing as he jumps on the bed.
Tears are streaming down his face to his car pajamas.
“What died?” I ask worriedly. My heart is pounding with dread.
“My iPad with the sound of the engine. I forgot to charge it on the plane and I can’t sleep. I need to hear it.” He makes a motion to his ears.
His body shakes with a sob and my heart breaks.
“Let’s charge it.”
“No, it takes too long, and the battery will not hold for me to hear it, Mommy. I’m sorry for crying and waking you up. I’m so sorry.”
My eyes sting as a single tear slides down my cheek. I don’t have one of Lane’s cars here in New York. They are locked up in the garage in Lane’s shop.
“What’s wrong?” Kalum’s voice filters from the open doorway.
“Um. His iPad died and he can’t hear the recording. I think the dinner and his grandmother stirred up some feelings and he just needed to calm down and get to sleep. It happens. The track and the car. The dinner and everything that was said. I think it was too much for him.”
Kalum walks farther into the room with his sweatpants slung low on his hips and his shirtless body on display.
I’m hugging Lane to my chest and his face is buried in my neck. Kalum gently slides his hand in soothing strokes over his back.
“Hey, kiddo.”
“Hey,” Lane chokes out.
“I have an idea, but do you promise to keep this a secret? What if I said I could let you hear the real thing?”
Lane’s head snaps up. “How?” he asks, his voice breaking.
My gaze lands on Kalum’s and my heart melts. He is so good with him. How Lane is drawn to him when Kalum has a solution to everything. He would make a great father someday.
Kalum sits down on the bed. His biceps bulging with the movement. He gives me a wink and my heart skips a beat.
“Remember when I told you that your daddy and I were very good friends?”
Lane sniffs and wipes his face with a tissue I hand him from the nightstand.
“Yeah.”
“He built something for me a while back, and I would like to show you. No one knows he built the engine for me, so it is a secret. You want to see it?”
Lane looks up at me. “Can we, Momma?”
“Yeah, baby.”
We dress warm and follow Kalum to the detached garage located on the side of the house. It is a garage I haven’t opened since staying here. The house has four garages but this one is detached. My curiosity is piqued, wondering what he has inside there.
Kalum presses the button on a fob and the garage door opens, revealing a Lamborghini SVJ. Lane looks at me with a bewildered look on his face. His forehead creases just like his father's when he is unsure about something.
Lane points at the car. “My father built the inside motor of that car?”
“Yep. I like Lamborghinis even though he doesn’t, but he said he could make it fast and I believed him.” Kalum walks to the back and shows him Lane’s signature tag mark on the back of the engine. “Built by Turner.”
Lane smiles, his eyes lighting up like the Fourth of July. “He did! Mom, look, Daddy worked on this one.”
“Told you,” Kalum says, giving him a grin.
