"So... How about we take this back to my place?" I crack a smile across my face.
"I'd like that." The black haired girl with the freckles..I couldn't remember her name.
We rub against each other waiting to get back to the empty apartment. I open the door and forget that I have a child that needs attending.
"Uhm freckles, I forgot I have to pick up my daughter from my mom's." I say nervously
"UGH! Ben Wheeler you are such a douche! And a child? I'm so leaving." The girl with the freckles storms out slamming the door.
My mom comes through the door with Emma and one hand and adoption paper work in the other. "Mom, I don't want to sign those papers until I know for sure this is my baby." I do the blood work and send it in.
*
If you don't know, my mom is a very LOUD woman. And she gives out too much information. And for Danny, is a professional hockey player for the New York Rangers. He is 10 feet taller than me. Jk but he's 6'5.
I get back from the doctors office and hear a slight knock on my door. I open it and it's Fatpants! My childhood best friend. Mostly dannys. She lost a lot of weight. Now she's super attractive. But that's not the point, "FATPANTS!" I yell hugging her.
"Yeah I'm in the city now, I'm an attorney! I really missed you guys."
Danny spins Riley around. "RILEY! I thought we would never talk again!"
*
I finally got the dna test in the mail. I stare at the white envelope blankly. I can't do this. I can't be a father. I can't take care of a child. I can't do this.
I rip it open slowly. I look at Emma with a slight smile across my face. This is going to be a long journey baby girl.
