I shoved one arm into my jacket.
My stomach did that little weird thing it always did when somebody said shit like that.
Because Xay did see Carter.
“He sends money,” I said.
“I don’t care about money.”
Of course she didn’t.
“He should be here.”
“Ma, I gotta go.”
“I’m serious. A child needs her father.”
“I know.”
“You keep protecting that man.”
I stopped.
“I’m not protecting anybody.”
She stared at me.
I stared back.
Then Carter made some little squeaking noise between us.
Conversation over.
Thank God.
I walked over and kissed Carter’s forehead.
“Mommy loves you.”
Then another kiss.
“Be good.”
I headed toward the door.
“And don’t let her sleep past twelve-thirty or she’s gonna fuck my whole evening up.”
“Avery! Watch your mouth around the baby.”
I stepped into the hallway before she could answer.
The door shut behind me.
I exhaled.
Every time.
Every fucking time.