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requested at the
vital records office.”
Carter frowned. It hadn’t dawned on him to
request a copy of his birth certificate. And he surely didn’t have
a copy at home. Carter thought hard for a moment and said, “What
are you saying, Tee?”
“You know what I’m saying. Get a copy, check
it out and then you’ll see if Jacob’s notes are true or if he was
just making things up.”
Carter took a sip of beer, finished his
meal, parted ways with Terrance and drove by his home to see if
Shayla’s car was there.
It was not…
Ten o’clock at night and she wasn’t at home.
On a Friday. Where was she? He pulled up in the driveway, shut off
the engine and walked to the house. Man it had been a long time
since he’d been back there. He unlocked the door, looked around the
place. Nothing appeared out of order and the house was still neat,
clean and organized like he liked it.
He jogged upstairs to their bedroom and
noticed the bed was unmade – not typical for Shayla. She was sure
to make the bed whenever she got up. Did that mean wherever she
was, she’d left in a hurry?
After he checked every room in the house, he
called her again, left a voicemail asking where she was and if she
was okay. Then he sent a text asking the same, hoping she would see
and sense his urgency and respond.
Chapter 13
“No one should ever be this nervous to meet
their own father,” Shayla said, sitting across from Donovan at
IHOP. “I can’t even eat.”
“You’ll be fine,” Donovan told her, then
took a sip of coffee. “Do you remember anything about him?”
“Um…no…must’ve been very young when he left.
I don’t remember him at all. I don’t even know what he looks
like.”
“You do know he’s Caucasian…”
“Yes. I know that much.” Shayla grinned.
“Shrew…had me worried there for a minute.”
Donovan took another sip of coffee. “And just so you know, he’s
married…has two adult sons.”
“Oh my gosh! I have brothers?” she said with
tears in her eyes.
“Yep. You have brothers.”
“Do you know if they are coming with Jack
this afternoon?”
“Yeah. The whole family is going to be
there. That’s what Jack said, anyway.”
Shayla pinched her eyes and wiped tears from
the corner of them. “Wow. This is amazing.” She took a sip of water
then removed her cell phone from her purse when she heard it
buzzing.
“Carter?” Donovan inquired.
It was him but Shayla didn’t confirm. She
only read Carter’s text:
Been at the house since ten last night.
Where are you, Shayla?
“Does he know you’re here?”
She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she
hadn’t heard Donovan’s question. Instead she was focused on Carter
being at home alone.
“Shayla?” Donovan said to get her
attention.
“Yes?”
Her alert, bright eyes sent a smile to his
face. “Does Carter know you’re here? With me?”
“No.”
“Why didn’t you tell him?”
Shayla shrugged.
“Being tight-lipped again?”
“I just don’t think it’s appropriate to talk
in depth to you about my marriage. I mean, I know he’s your friend
and all but—”
“Not necessarily…we went to college
together…we’re not tight or anything like that.”
“Then why’d you conspire with him to follow
me around when I was living here?”
“Just returning a favor. He pulled some
strings…helped me get my position at Zenadel Electronics and I owed
him.”
“Men,” Shayla said, shaking her head.
“What?”
“Y’all do the craziest things to get a woman
but don’t have the slightest idea how to keep her.”
“You must be talking about your husband
because I don’t have that problem,” Donovan said with arrogant
eyes.
“Anyway,” Shayla said, because it was time
to change the subject. “I wanted Carter to be a part of this, but I
couldn’t bring myself to call him.”
“Do you not want me to be there?”
“Well, I assumed you were going to be so you
could introduce us.”
“Okay, so after the
vital records office.”
Carter frowned. It hadn’t dawned on him to
request a copy of his birth certificate. And he surely didn’t have
a copy at home. Carter thought hard for a moment and said, “What
are you saying, Tee?”
“You know what I’m saying. Get a copy, check
it out and then you’ll see if Jacob’s notes are true or if he was
just making things up.”
Carter took a sip of beer, finished his
meal, parted ways with Terrance and drove by his home to see if
Shayla’s car was there.
It was not…
Ten o’clock at night and she wasn’t at home.
On a Friday. Where was she? He pulled up in the driveway, shut off
the engine and walked to the house. Man it had been a long time
since he’d been back there. He unlocked the door, looked around the
place. Nothing appeared out of order and the house was still neat,
clean and organized like he liked it.
He jogged upstairs to their bedroom and
noticed the bed was unmade – not typical for Shayla. She was sure
to make the bed whenever she got up. Did that mean wherever she
was, she’d left in a hurry?
After he checked every room in the house, he
called her again, left a voicemail asking where she was and if she
was okay. Then he sent a text asking the same, hoping she would see
and sense his urgency and respond.
Chapter 13
“No one should ever be this nervous to meet
their own father,” Shayla said, sitting across from Donovan at
IHOP. “I can’t even eat.”
“You’ll be fine,” Donovan told her, then
took a sip of coffee. “Do you remember anything about him?”
“Um…no…must’ve been very young when he left.
I don’t remember him at all. I don’t even know what he looks
like.”
“You do know he’s Caucasian…”
“Yes. I know that much.” Shayla grinned.
“Shrew…had me worried there for a minute.”
Donovan took another sip of coffee. “And just so you know, he’s
married…has two adult sons.”
“Oh my gosh! I have brothers?” she said with
tears in her eyes.
“Yep. You have brothers.”
“Do you know if they are coming with Jack
this afternoon?”
“Yeah. The whole family is going to be
there. That’s what Jack said, anyway.”
Shayla pinched her eyes and wiped tears from
the corner of them. “Wow. This is amazing.” She took a sip of water
then removed her cell phone from her purse when she heard it
buzzing.
“Carter?” Donovan inquired.
It was him but Shayla didn’t confirm. She
only read Carter’s text:
Been at the house since ten last night.
Where are you, Shayla?
“Does he know you’re here?”
She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she
hadn’t heard Donovan’s question. Instead she was focused on Carter
being at home alone.
“Shayla?” Donovan said to get her
attention.
“Yes?”
Her alert, bright eyes sent a smile to his
face. “Does Carter know you’re here? With me?”
“No.”
“Why didn’t you tell him?”
Shayla shrugged.
“Being tight-lipped again?”
“I just don’t think it’s appropriate to talk
in depth to you about my marriage. I mean, I know he’s your friend
and all but—”
“Not necessarily…we went to college
together…we’re not tight or anything like that.”
“Then why’d you conspire with him to follow
me around when I was living here?”
“Just returning a favor. He pulled some
strings…helped me get my position at Zenadel Electronics and I owed
him.”
“Men,” Shayla said, shaking her head.
“What?”
“Y’all do the craziest things to get a woman
but don’t have the slightest idea how to keep her.”
“You must be talking about your husband
because I don’t have that problem,” Donovan said with arrogant
eyes.
“Anyway,” Shayla said, because it was time
to change the subject. “I wanted Carter to be a part of this, but I
couldn’t bring myself to call him.”
“Do you not want me to be there?”
“Well, I assumed you were going to be so you
could introduce us.”
“Okay, so after the
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