“He’s really good.” I crossed my arms, leaning on the door opposite of her. My eyes followed her legs up to her hips. Those tight skirts she wore drove me crazy.
“I’m glad he’s found something he likes. I didn’t know if it would happen.” I heard sadness there.
Shit. I was going to ask. I knew it.
“So, what’s the kids’ deal? You always wait for him at the end of the day. Does he stay with you or something?”
She closed her eyes. “He’s in between foster care homes right now.”
“Shit,” I muttered.
“He’s in a home for children waiting to be placed with another family. It’s worse than an adoption center. He has no normal. No security. No one. And when he does get placed, who knows how long he’ll stay there. He’s already been with three different families.” Her eyes misted and I felt something rip through my chest.
I took a step forward, brushing my hand against her arm.
“He’s a good kid.”
She nodded, wiping the tear from her cheek. “He is. I love him. I’m not supposed to do that, but I do. I can’t help it. There’s something about him, you know?”
She looked up at me with those big blue eyes.
“I do know.” What the fuck was happening? “Why not you?” I asked. “Why don’t you take him?”
“Me? Because the court won’t let a single woman on teacher’s salary adopt a child who needs a home.” Her voice was filled with resentment. “I’ve tried. I’ve tried everything and I can’t get past the red tape.”
“That’s shit,” I muttered. It didn’t seem right. What kind of system was that?
“I’m ready.” Hunter bumped in between us and I took a quick step back.
“Hey, buddy.” I ruffled the top of his head and I heard him giggle. It had taken all week for him to let me get that close. It was my own kind of victory.
“We have to get going,” Julie said, but I didn’t know if she wanted to let me know or Hunter.
“Right.” I had late practice. The playoffs weren’t going to fucking win themselves.
“Good night, Hawk.”
Julie guided Hunter out the door toward the parking lot.
My first response was to follow her ass as she sashayed on those high heels. But as they walked farther away, and I saw Julie lean down to say something to Hunter, I knew I was in way over my head.
12
Julie
I could barely concentrate on the road. Hunter was buckled in the backseat and I needed to get him to the home before I had to explain why we were late. And why was that? Because I was falling for a notorious playboy? There was no explanation for that error in my judgement. I put the full blame on my raging hormones.
I sighed, turning onto the dark street where I had to drop off Hunter. It was always the hardest part of my day. The worst. The saddest. The mots heart-wrenching.
I put the car in park and walked around to Hunter’s side, lugging his bag out for him.
“Ready?” I asked with a smile on my face.
He nodded. “I guess.” The happiness he had earlier was gone. He hated this part of the day too.
I wished things were different. I wished I had a way to adopt him. But I had been down that road. I couldn’t make it happen. I had tried every way possible. I wasn’t even able to foster him. It was one let down after another.
“I’ll pick you up for school in the morning, ok?”