there was no way; who knew what I'd wake up doing
next time?
I fed and
changed Anthony who promptly fell back asleep, which was good because I needed
to put some clothes on. I didn't have much in the way of clothing since I'd
only been given ten minutes to prepare and I'd concentrated more on the baby
than myself. I chose a pair of low hanging jeans thank goodness I'd lost the
baby weight, not to mention a few extra pounds that I probably shouldn't have.
I topped it off with a blue short sleeved button up, since nursing my son
fashion had taken a back seat to comfort and easy access. I didn't mind though,
I'd never been into that stuff anyway. Colin's sister Terry had tried in the
little time I'd known her to drag me off shopping every chance she got. Terry,
I wondered how she'd react to me being here.
Colin was up and
in the kitchen when I finally found the courage to leave my room.
"Coffee's
ready, help yourself."
I looked at him
askance, my cheeks already ablaze. He seemed...different somehow, softer, I
don't know maybe it was my imagination. Good maybe he was in a better mood and
I could finally ask him some questions.
"Thank
you." I made a beeline for the coffee pot keeping my back to him as much
as possible hoping he didn't bring up this morning's fiasco. I could feel his
eyes on me and I grew warm, heat rising to my ears.
When I finally
turned around he was watching me over the newspaper, his eyes stopped on my
breasts. Now Colin is a breast man and where mine had been okay before, they
were spectacular now if I do say so myself. One of the bennies of pregnancy,
one of the only ones except for the baby of course; I wanted to cross my arms
but thought better of it.
"I have
some papers for you to sign whenever you're ready."
And just like
that my guard was up again I knew this morning was an anomaly.
"I'm
serious about Anthony having my family name, a lot comes with that name, in
case anything should happen to me I want to make sure my son's taken care
of."
"But..."
"This isn't
up for discussion Amber."
He went back to
reading his paper did he want me to throw the coffee cup at him?
"But I'm
not sure that I want..."
"Listen
Amber whatever's between us has nothing to do with my son, I wasn't there when
he was born, that was your choice, you will not stop me from taking care of him
from now on."
At least there
wasn't any of yesterday's venom in his words, and I did want Anthony to be
taken care of, heaven knows Colin could do that way better than I financially.
My funds were almost depleted, but what if he used this to take him away from
me? Get real Amber giving him his name doesn't automatically make you, his
mother null and void. My heart was still beating like a runaway train however;
this was a big step.
"Okay."
He finally
lowered his paper and looked at me fully.
"Wow that
was easy, I thought I'd have to fight you for at least the better part of the
morning."
Was he being
playful? What the hell did I do in that bed anyway? He got up from the table
and went to an attaché case on the side bar. Handing me the papers and a pen,
he regained his seat.
I read them
carefully I wasn't sure that this new Colin as different as he was this
morning, wouldn't try to trick me into signing over the rights to my son. They
looked on the up and up so I signed before returning them to him.
He stared at my
signature for the longest time, his brow puckered. When he finally looked at me
he looked all kinds of confused.
"Are you
ambidextrous?"
What the hell!
"Uh, not
that I know of." Now I was the one confused.
He placed the
fingers of one hand over his mouth while crossing the other over his chest. I
remembered this was his thinking look. He seemed overly interested in my
signature, what did he think I had written a fake name? That was easily proven
since my signature was very legible, I could never get the hang of the slash
and slant method some used.
He looked at me
again like he wasn't sure about something.