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Yeah, maybe that is what I would have to do, but I didn’t say that to her.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Vaughn, but I have to go. I have to get to work.”

She turned and started to walk away again. “Davina!”

She paused and glanced back, a brow raised.

“Does he have a seat for the car? I mean, how did you get him here?”

“Sorry, he does have a seat, but I don’t have it with me. I took the bus. My phone number is on the bottom of that paper I told you about. Call me when you figure things out, and I can meet with you to collect all the things that Carol has for him.”

Without another word, she hustled away into the crowd of colorful faceless umbrellas, and I frowned. I turned slowly and went back inside numbly. Inside the elevator, I stared down at my soaked clothes; Jesus, what a fucking day. Inside the office, Alex was holding the baby in his arms, a bottle in his hands as Alice looked on.

“You want to tell us what’s going on now?” he asked as he eyed my sopping wet clothing.

I stared at the little person he was holding, then lifted my gaze to Alex. “Looks like I have a kid.”

Alice chuckled. “Yeah, we figured that part out.”

“What I’m wondering,” Alex began, “is how you had a kid with her and didn’t remember her.”

“She’s not the mother,” I stated.

“Where is the baby’s mother?” Alice asked with a frown after tossing me a roll of paper towels she had stored behind her desk. “Was she too afraid to face you?”

“No, she died in childbirth,” I replied, wiping at my face.

Alice gasped, and Alex shook his head, looking sadly down at the baby. “And now you, little man, are stuck with the likes of him.”

“That’s not funny, Alex. I have no clue how to be a father.”

Alex chuckled. “Welcome to adulthood, Trev.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“It means no one knows how to be a father until they become one.” He laughed. “You’ll figure it out.”

“Are you serious? I can’t take care of a kid. I have a busy life, and I travel. What am I supposed to do with him then? Pack him in my rucksack?”

Alex shrugged. “You’ll figure it out. Lexi and I can help you until you get things ironed out.”

I stared at him and then sighed. “Can you give me a minute to dry off?”

“I have an extra shirt in my locker,” he said, and I went back to the bathroom we had in the back and grabbed the t-shirt out of his small storage cubby that we called lockers. I didn’t have other pants to change into so this was going to have to do.

I went back to the conference room, where I found some odd-looking pad lying on the table along with a package of baby wipes.

Alex was standing near the window. “Looks like the storm is finally passing. Alice and I changed him and found a bottle.” I nodded absently as I retrieved the piece of paper that she’d left for me. My gaze skimmed the page and went right to the phone number for the adoption agency. “What’s his name by the way?”

“What?” I turned to him and then recalled what he had just asked. “Devon. His name is Devon.”

“Devon what?”

I shrugged. “I have no idea.”

“When was he born?”

“You’re kidding? You think I should know these things?”

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