“I do. I had my guy look over his financials.”
“When you say my guy, you mean your private investigator?” I questioned.
“Eat your food, shorty.”
We both laughed.
“His family and his showboatin’ ass lifestyle are bleeding him dry. He really can’t afford child support payments. If I didn’tpersonally find it so distasteful, I would have my grandmother offer his ass a cash payout to go away.”
“Do it.”
“Whatever. He’ll sign. It might not be before she gets here, but he’ll do it.”
We finished our dinner and moved from the table to the chaise lounge that was out there. I got comfortable in his lap. Before long, I was cuddled against him watching the fireworks display that was happening at the amusement park considered to be the happiest place on Earth.
“I love you.” He kissed me on the forehead.
“I love you, too. Thank you for not giving up on me.” I put my hands on my own stomach. “On us.”
