The Girl with my Heart (Summer Unplugged #8) by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0125PZ6O2
Published: 2015-09-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

After breakfast, Bayleigh and I play with Jett on a blanket in the middle of the living room floor. I’m the best at making him laugh with my goofy faces and silly noises, but Bayleigh wins him over every other time. He reaches up for her and watches her when she walks around the apartment, his little blue eyes following her wherever she goes.

Everything about these last few hours has been completely perfect. The three of us, a new family, playing and laughing. Watching our son grow and learn and push up on his little hands to get a better view of the world. I’m a little jealous that Bay gets to do this all day every day and I’m only free a few hours here and there between work. I am definitely going to set up a baby room at the new track.

Speaking of…

“Hey, can I talk to you for a minute about something work related?” I ask as I wag a soft rattle in front of Jett’s face. Bayleigh is in the kitchen getting us sodas and she hands me one and then sits next to me on the floor.

“Sure, what’s up?”

Rather than think of an insightful and intelligent way to ask if it’s cool that I spend a ton of our money on a business venture, I just start blurting out words. “So Park and I have been talking a lot about our careers and stuff and—”

My phone rings loudly from the coffee table. Bay is closer to it than I am and she looks over, her eyebrows drawing together. “It’s Mr. Fisher.”

“Screw that, it’s my day off,” I say, waving a hand dismissively. Jett grabs the rattle and puts it in his mouth. “So anyway,” I start again, only to have my phone begin ringing immediately after the first call went to voicemail.

“Maybe you should answer that…” she says. She hands me the phone.

I sigh and answer the call. “Hello?”

“Everything okay?” Mr. Fisher’s voice sounds strung out and a little annoyed.

“Uh yeah,” I say, playing with Jett’s rattle as I talk. “Why?”

“Then why the hell aren’t you at work?”

Panic hits me cold and hard. “What?”

Mr. Fisher sighs into the phone. “I’ve got Ricky and Brett over here waiting over an hour for you to show up for their lesson. I damn near thought you had died or something.”

“Shit.” I jump to my feet and rush toward my bedroom to get dressed. “I had no idea they had an appointment. This is supposed to be my off day.”

“Son, you’ve got a good reputation here but you can’t start forgetting appointments like this.”

“I know, trust me I know,” I say as I scramble into the closet and grab some clothes. Bay meets me at our bedroom door, holding Jett on her hip. A concerned expression appears on her face.

“You okay?” she mouths.

I nod and switch the phone to my other ear. “I’ll be there in ten minutes,” I say.

“You better.” Mr. Fisher hangs up the phone without even saying goodbye.

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