JUST ONE MORE NIGHT (16 page)
His chest was too tight for words. He didn’t really know how to talk through the grief. But as he stared into those warm brown eyes of Jessi’s—one of the very first things he’d noticed about her when they’d met—he realized that he could do this. He would pull himself together and do this for her.
“Car accident,” he said.
“John is an excellent driver, as is Patti—oh, God, is Hannah okay?”
“Yes. She wasn’t with them. Another driver hit them head-on as they were coming home from a Chamber of Commerce meeting.”
Allan was John’s next-of-kin contact, which was why he’d gotten the call. “Let’s get out of here.”
She nodded. He could tell she was in no shape to drive, and steered her toward his Jaguar XF. She got into the passenger seat and then slumped forward, putting her hands over her face as her shoulders shook.
Never in his life had Allan felt this powerless, and he hated it. He stood outside the car and tipped his head back, staring up into the fading fall sunset. He felt tears burning in his own eyes and used his thumbs to press them back. He pushed hard on his eye sockets until he was able to staunch the flow, and then walked around the car and got inside.
Jessi sat there silently next to him, looking over at him with those wet, wounded eyes, and for the first time he saw the woman beneath the brashness. He saw someone who needed him.
“What is Hannah going to do? Patti’s mom has Alzheimer’s and there’s no other close family.”
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “John has some family but not really anyone close. Just a couple of cousins. We’ll figure it out.”
“Together,” she said, meeting his gaze. “Oh, God. I can’t believe I just said that.”
“Me, either. But it only makes sense now.”
“It does. Plus John and Patti would want us to do it together,” Jessi said.
“Yes, they would,” he said.
The little girl would never know her parents, but Allan decided he’d do everything in his power to ensure that she wouldn’t grow up alone.
He took Jessi’s hand in his. “Let’s call their attorney back and find out the answers we both need.”
She linked her fingers with his as he made the call and waited to be connected.
When he was put through, he said, “This is Allan McKinney again. You and I were just discussing John McCoy. Do you mind if I put you on speaker? I’m with Jessi Chandler. She is Hannah’s other godparent.”
“Not at all.” Allan put the phone on speaker. “Go ahead.”
“This is Reggie Blythe, Ms. Chandler. I’m the attorney for the McCoys.”
“Hello, Mr. Blythe. What can you tell us?”
“Please call me Reggie. I don’t have all the details as to what happened, but John and Patti were on their way back from a Chamber of Commerce dinner and were involved in a fatal accident. Miss Hannah was at home with a sitter—” they heard the rustling of papers “—Emily Duchamp. Emily has agreed to stay overnight with the baby. Hannah will be placed in a temporary foster situation in the morning.”
Jessi’s grip on Allan tightened. “Patti would hate that. Is there any way you can keep Hannah in her home?”
“Actually, as cogodparents, you have certain rights, but you will need to get here as soon as possible to avoid her being placed in the state’s care.”
State care. Allan knew that John never would have wanted Hannah to end up there. And there was no need for it. Didn’t John have distant cousins and a great-aunt on his dad’s side? “I believe John had a cousin who lives nearby.”
“I don’t think it’s best to go into this over the phone. When can you both get to North Carolina?”
“As soon as humanly possible.”
“Good,” Reggie said. “I’ll be in my office all day tomorrow. Please let me know when you two will get here.”
“Oh, we’re not together,” Jessi said.
“Aren’t you? You called me together, and given the terms of the will—never mind. We will sort it all out when you get to my office,” Reggie said.
“Why did you think we were together?” Allan asked.
“John and Patti indicated in their will that they wanted guardianship to be given to the two of you.”
“We figured as much,” Jessi said. “We can come up with some sort of schedule.”
“In the eyes of the courts,” Reggie said, “the best arrangement is to provide a stable home for the child. But again, we can talk more about this when you get here.”
When Allan disconnected the call, he dropped Jessi’s hand, and she looked at him as if he’d grown two heads. “We fight all the time.”
“We do,” he said, before turning away and trying to think. It was almost too much to process.
His best friend was dead. Allan was a committed bachelor who had been named coguardian of a tiny baby with the one woman on the planet who aggravated him the most. He looked at her again. She seemed as upset by the tragedy as he was. But he knew they’d both do whatever they could to make the situation work. It didn’t matter that they were enemies; from this moment forward they were bound together by baby Hannah.
“You and me...” she said.
“And baby makes three.”
Copyright © 2014 by Katherine Garbera
ISBN-13: 9781460325636
JUST ONE MORE NIGHT
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