He nodded. She could have the kid every weekend. A frown tightened his
forehead. Was that a good idea? Might put
a spike in her ability to earn a living. He leaned against the back of the
sofa. Perhaps another arrangement was
possible. Like the one she had fled from moments before.
Laughter reached him. Lauren appeared with the infant in her arms. She
dropped a blanket on the deep blue carpet and crouched to straighten the cloth.
She added toys and rattles.
“Watch him while I start laundry.” She ducked upstairs and returned with
a basket. She entered the area near the door into the garage.
“We need to talk,” he said.
She peered around the wall. “I know.”
“I’ll be staying for the weekend. Since I must be at the office Monday
morning I’ll leave Sunday evening. You should plan to move out of here by next
weekend. I want to sell the condo and put the money in the bank for the boy.”
The look on her face puzzled him. She stepped toward the couch. “I don’t
live here. I’ve stayed because it’s important for Jamie to be in familiar
surroundings. I’ll ask my landlady if she minds having a baby in the apartment.
I can move his crib and dresser there.”
“Wrong. I’m taking the boy to the city. I’ve arranged for a nanny.”
“Jamie. His name is Jamie.” She strode forward. “Did you forget we have
joint custody? I refuse to allow my nephew to be in a dark cell with a strange
woman so you can forget he exists.”
Tony clamped his lips together and sought an answer. He didn’t trust her.
He knew what she was. “I refuse to allow you to drag a different man into his
life every night.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I know how you earn a living. If you’re hurting for cash I’ll pay you
for tonight and tomorrow night.”
“Excuse me.” She fisted her hands on her hips. “You know nothing. You’re
making assumptions and that makes you an ass.” The words shot like bullets.
The baby cried. Lauren scooped him into her arms and held him close.
“Mama. Dada.”
“No love, not today. Just Auntie.”
His sobs slowed. “Tee.” He buried his head against her shoulder.
Tony stared at his hands. He didn’t understand her anger. Couldn’t she
admit the truth? Guilt for making the infant cry swamped him. “We’ll discuss
this later.”
“Just remember I want what’s best for Jamie. If I must I’ll fight you.”
“I want the same for the child. If you fight I’ll win and you’ll be
exposed.”
“His name is Jamie.” She whirled and walked away. Her black slacks fit
perfectly showing her narrow waist and delectable rear. His cock surged to
attention. He rose and then sank back. He wouldn’t chase her and prolong the
argument. He gulped deep breaths. No way would she win the battle over custody.
He would have sole charge of the baby and he would have her body where he
wanted it.
The phone rang. He grabbed the receiver on the first ring. A man spoke.
“See you tomorrow at eight.”
“There’s no need.” Tony hung up and chuckled. He would handle the
situation when she learned she had no date. But the lady wouldn’t be
disappointed.
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