Because I Love You by Tori Rigby

Author:Tori Rigby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blaze Publishing
Published: 2016-05-17T04:00:00+00:00

It was only 7:00 p.m. when Neil and I climbed into his truck, so instead of taking me straight home, we went out for a bite to eat.

“Mom gave me my adoption papers,” I said before shoving a piece of chicken in my mouth.

“Well, that’s good. At least we know you weren’t kidnapped.”

“Really?”

He smiled.

I shook my head then told him what the papers said and how Jill was going to try to dig up more information on who my birth parents were.

“You know the court probably sealed that information, right? You can’t get it until you’re eighteen,” Neil said.

I frowned. Eighteen? I had to wait ‘til I was eighteen? That was two years away. Two years of staring at women in their mid-thirties, wondering if I looked like them, if they could be my mother. Goodbye appetite. I swirled my chicken in the cheese sauce on my plate. I was never going to make it that long.

Neil seemed to understand where my thoughts had gone. “Though, if you want, I can help Jill search for more details. I might not be as skilled as her when it comes to hacking, but I do know how—and Owen’s laptop is already equipped for the task.”

I glanced up at him and dropped my fork. His eyes were so bright, his smile so genuine. For a second, my thoughts returned to our make-out session in Owen’s garage. I stabbed my food, forcing the blush to disappear from my cheeks.

“Wow. I’ll have to remember all it takes to get you flustered is talking about breaking the law.” Neil rubbed the side of his foot against my calf.

“Shut up.” I kicked him in the shin, gently, and he laughed. “Seriously, though, are you sure Owen won’t mind you borrowing his laptop?”

“Nah. He’ll probably think his cousin took it to download more porn.”

I shook my head as he popped the last bite of his burger in his mouth, almost unable to keep myself from bouncing in my seat. Between Neil and Jill, we were bound to find information sooner rather than later, which meant I was one step closer to discovering what my life might’ve been like had I not been adopted. Thank God I’d decided to let the emotions in, to spend time with the people who cared about me, to not become a zombie.

Soon, I’d have something to tell my own child about where he or she came from, and maybe, just maybe, we wouldn’t be part of one family—but two.

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