needy type, but when she said she wanted something, I did my best to give it to her no matter how much I didn’t feel like it.
Jazz was my life. If I could move Heaven and Earth to see my girl smile, I would drop everything, any time of the day, doing what I needed to do. Nothing compared to her. She was my everything.
**
“Dadadadadadaaa…….” Something hit the back of my head, forcing my eyes open.
“Momomomomommommmmmm……” Tiny little fingers gripped my hair.
“Stop it, baby. You’re gonna hurt Daddy,” Jazz told our daughter, and then lifted her off my back.
I rolled over, and came face to face with two of the most beautiful girls in the world.
“Morning, handsome.” Jazz leaned down and kissed my cheek.
I cupped my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her mouth toward mine and kissing her soft sweet lips.
“Morning, beautiful.” I gave her another peck then released my hold around her.
I pulled Savanah out of Jazz’s arms and sat her down on top of my stomach, holding my hands behind her back.
“Morning, Angel.” I kissed Savanah’s cheek, making a loud, puckering sound.
She giggled, pushing my face away. “Dadadadadadaaaa….”
“Daddy’s up, baby. Daddy’s up.” I pulled the pillow behind me and propped my head up.
“Why didn’t you wake me up last night? I told you we needed to talk?” Jazz asked as she moved around the bedroom.
“I don’t know. You looked cozy, so I just hopped in the shower and went to sleep. Why? What’s wrong?”
She sat down in the rocker and looked at me. “When Tanya pulled me out front, she called Stone.” Looking at her confused, she sees my uncertainty and then continues, “He said he could help me find my birth family.”
“Really? That’s great, baby.”
Jazz smiled, showing me how excited she was. “I know. I’m thrilled, but a part of me is scared, B. What if my dad doesn’t want anything to do with me? What if Stone tracks him down and he’s some psycho monster or something?”
My girl had always looked for the worst in people. I couldn’t blame her, though. If I had lived the life she did, I would probably feel the same way.
“It’ll be fine,” I insisted. “Let Stone do his job and when the time comes, I’ll hold your hand and walk you through every step of the way.”
I could see her eyes glow from across the room. I knew Jazz wanted this to happen for years, but she gave up after being shot down so many times as a kid. It pissed me off to no end hearing what all she had been through. And the day we promised each other forever, I vowed to never let her go without again. But if finding her birth family meant that much to Jazz, then I would do my best to help her get through it, no matter what the outcome may be.
“Oh. I forgot to ask you.” She stood up, stretching her arms. “Who was that guy last night?”
“Who, Parker?”
“Hell if I know, B. The guy who came over. He just showed up and you let him in without introducing us. I just thought it was kind of weird. I mean, you’ve never done that before.”
I sat Savanah on the bed, pushing her back against the pillow. “It was Parker Johnson, baby. He owns Ocean City Accounting Firm. You don’t remember him? He does our taxes and my business payroll.”
Jazz turned around and threw her hand over her mouth. “Oh, my God. That was Parker? But he looked so different,” she announcd, conflicted. “Great. Now I feel like an ass, looking at him like he had ten heads. Oh, my God…where has he been?”
“From my understanding, he and Lani got married and bought a house in Fenwick. They have a little girl now, probably around Savanah’s age, maybe a year older.”
“Lani Foster? As in Kade Foster’s ex-wife?”
I nodded my head. “That’s what I heard; Kade hooked up with Parker’s ex, Jules, knocking her up, and then left Lani and the boys to take care of Jules. Shit’s crazy, baby.”
Jazz walked out