daughter. “I think that you have your work cut out for you for the rest of the school year.”
Jamie sighed heavily. “Come on, Dad. You know what I am talking about.”
The corners of his mouth tilted upward. He did know what she was talking about. Jamie had been going on and on about Kayla Smith. In Jamie’s opinion, Ms. Smith was wonderful. In a lot of people’s opinion, she was wonderful. She was attractive, intelligent, honest, and fair. He’d already met her younger sister Kristen when he enrolled Jenna and Josh into her childcare center. She’d been nice, but there was a definite personality difference between the two. Kayla Smith was unique in her own way. He’d run into Kayla when he’d first come to town and had stopped by Sam’s Café to pick up dinner.
The meeting had been electrifying, and he hadn’t walked away unfazed. The only two reasons why he hadn’t approached her were, first, the fact that he’d just suffered a bad loss from his last relationship and, second, he was pretty certain that Kayla was seeing another man. He hated that because the woman was beautiful. Today her thick, dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Her mahogany brown face had high cheekbones and full, kissable lips that captured his gaze in a mesmerizing hold. He wanted to press his lips to hers to find out if they were as soft as they looked. He was not afraid to admit that he was attracted to women of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Nicole had been half black, half white herself . Her skin had been fair. Therefore, most people could hardly tell that his children were of biracial decent.
Still, when he looked at Kayla, something about her made him want her more than he’d ever wanted anything, including his deceased wife. He felt awful saying that, but it was true. Kayla had a lot of bravado. She’d taken on six people like they had only been one. The other parents seemed to respect Kayla in a way that was admirable. From what he’d gathered, it had been that way for a while. There was a lot of history in that room, history that he didn’t care about, nor did he want to get involved in. He didn’t plan on being in Baxley too long. This was just until the end of the school year, and hopefully his father would be well enough to be on his own. Still, deep down, he was starting to wonder if his sister had been right. Maybe he needed to find someone to start over with.
At the age of thirty-five, he’d accomplished a lot. But in the end, Nicole had taken him through a whole hell of a lot, and he’d lost almost all of it. The first thirteen years had been good to them. Everything had gone downhill after she’d become pregnant with Josh. It was due to the fact that he’d recently found out Nicole had been having an affair. He’d stuck by her side until Josh was born. At that time, he’d requested a paternity test. The test results had come back showing that Josh was his, but Nicole’s behavior had only gotten worse. It had resulted in her getting drunk, going for a drive, and leaving him with four children to raise on his own, including an eight-month-old infant. A year later, they were still struggling to recover. He’d put himself and the girls into therapy, and that had eased the pain somewhat, but it would never be completely gone. The only thing that he could do was cope the best that he could.
“Dad?”
He looked over at his daughter and realized that he’d drifted off into his own thoughts. He gave her a kind smile. “You were right.”
What he was not going to tell his daughter was that he’d already known. He had just been trying to avoid it. Kayla Smith seemed to be a complicated woman, and he had enough of those in his life already.
A huge grin spread across her face. “So you will ask her out?”
“No.”
Jamie’s face fell. “Why not?”
He sighed, prepared to do battle with a daughter who had his own headstrong characteristics.