AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What didn’t she have is more the question. My truck was filled. I had no idea a baby needed all of that.”
“Where are you going to put it in your apartment?” Alex asked, taking a seat beside Lexi.
I got comfortable in one of the side chairs. “Well, I was going to ask what the name of your real estate agent was. I think it’s time to buy a house.”
Lexi clapped. “Aw, our little Trevor is growing up.”
Alex laughed at her. “Yeah, her name was Margo. She was really good. I’m sure she can find you something.”
“Hey, that’s the first name I saw when I was glancing over listings today. I hope she can help because I’m not sure I can handle being in the apartment with all that stuff piled on one side.” I studied Devon for a moment. “Either of you know anything about nannies?”
“Nannies?” Lexi echoed.
“Yeah, I found a few local services, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to be looking for. I know I’ll need someone to help when I travel.”
Lexi frowned. “You’re going to keep going overseas?”
“Yeah, that’s my job.”
“But what if something happens to you? What will happen to Devon?” Alex was the one to ask those questions.
I stared at Devon, then looked at the two of them. “Would you take care of him if something happened to me? I mean, I know that’s asking a lot, but it’s not like I have anyone else to ask.”
“What about Davina?” Lexi asked.
“I’m not sure she would want that responsibility. I know she wants to be part of his life, but I’m not sure she’d want it that much.”
Lexi and Alex looked at each other for a long moment, as if having a long silent conversation, then Alex took her hand before turning to me. “I think you should ask her, and if she says no, then you can bet that we would take him for you.”
Chapter Fourteen
Davina
Ireturned to Carol’s apartment and took a seat on the couch as the memories gathered around me again. For a moment, as the tears drifted down my cheeks, I wished that Trevor was still here. I knew that wasn’t a good idea. I had to deal with this grief on my own.
He might feel bad for her loss, but he didn’t feel the emptiness that I did. I glanced over my shoulder to where all Devon’s things had accumulated, and the tears ran faster. I had lost Carol, and now Devon.
I didn’t need to lose Devon, though. I could be part of his life. Trevor had said he wanted me to be that. I wiped at my cheeks, grabbing a tissue from the side table and blowing my nose. I needed to stop the pity party and get to work.
I began going through her living room, sorting through things that I had no attachment to. Other things that held memories went into a different pile, and then there were a few things that I set in an entirely different pile. That collection of items I would pass along to Trevor for Devon. Most of them were pictures of his mother, a few of me, a couple of her favorite knickknacks, and a blanket that she loved to cover herself with.
From time to time, tears would leak out; once in a while, a sob would steal my breath, but for the most part, I managed to at least sort through the room. I considered going into the bedroom and doing that, but as I stood outside the door, I knew I wasn’t quite ready for that yet.
I grabbed my phone and keys and locked the apartment up. I’d made good headway today, and now I needed to find boxes so that I could pack the things up. There would be time. I had a week off, thanks to Trevor.
Back in my apartment, I found some leftovers in the fridge and warmed up the chicken and rice before curling up on the couch with my laptop. I had quite a few work emails and went through them to see which ones needed my attention. A huge yawn racked through my body, and I glanced at my watch to see it was almost ten at night. Wow, how long had I been working in her apartment?
I set my laptop down, put my dishes into the sink, and then collected my cellphone. I hadn’t looked at it all afternoon, and when I checked it, I found a text from Trevor. He didn’t say anything, but he had sent a picture of Devon over to me. He was sitting in a bouncy chair in front of the huge pile of stuff that had come from Carol’s.
I laughed for the first time all afternoon and quickly typed a response.Thank you, I needed that.
After getting ready for bed, I found I had a reply.I hope it made you smile.
It did. I hope you both rest tonight.
You, too.
I stared at the message for a moment and then plugged my phone in to charge before crawling under the covers. Thoughts of the kisses I’d shared with Trevor were in the forefront of my mind as my eyes closed and I drifted off to sleep.
