Melissa Mcclone - Marriage For Baby

That didn’t make sense. Brady and Susan would have known about the marriage problems, about Jared living and working in Seattle and Kate in Portland. Something wasn’t adding up.

“What’s the problem?” Kate asked. “We told them we would do it.”

“This is a life-changing decision,” Don said. “Don’t rush. You have thirty days after we start guardianship proceedings to accept the appointment.”

“We’re not declining,” she said.

Jared agreed with her. Of course he did. But he needed to be sure this was what his friends wanted for their daughter. Guardians with a disintegrating, soon-to-be-over marriage didn’t seem like the number one choice parents would make. “Could you please read the guardianship portion of the will?”

Don paged through the paperwork. “Since Brady and Susan wanted to name both of you as guardians, I suggested additional wording to the wills, which they agreed to.”

That made sense to Jared, and he wanted to hear the wording. Especially since Brady and Susan knew about the marriage problems.

“Here’s the passage from Brady’s will. Susan’s is identical.” The lawyer put on his glasses. “‘If my spouse does not survive me and if at the time of my death any of my children are minors or under a legal disability, I appoint Jared Reed and Kate Malone to act jointly as the guardian of each child who is a minor or under a legal disability so long as Jared Reed and Kate Reed are both then living and married on the date of such appointment.’”

Kate straightened in her chair.

Jared felt her tension. It wasn’t so bad, though. They were living. They were still married. They were fine.

At least as far as the baby was concerned.

Of course Cassidy would become part of the divorce settlement. No doubt Susan would want Kate to have custody.

“Are there any provisions if our marriage ends at a future date?” Kate asked, her voice cool.

“Actually there is. Again both wills contain the same wording.” Don flipped the page. “‘If Jared Reed and Kate Malone are not married to each other on the date of such appointment or become separated or divorced at a later date, I appoint Jared Reed to solely act as the guardian of each child of mine who is a minor or under a legal disability.’”

“What?” Kate asked.

Jared sat stunned. “Me?”

KATE’S heart pounded. Every muscle tensed. She didn’t believe her ears.

She couldn’t.

“There must be some mistake.” Her gaze darted between a shell-shocked Jared and a contemplative Don. “Susan would never have agreed to that.”

“It’s not a mistake,” Don said matter-of-factly as if they were discussing the custody of a pampered pet not Kate’s precious goddaughter. “Brady and Susan were clear with their wishes and made sure I understood them.”

Kate flexed her fingers, fighting to grasp the situation. Fighting for control. “But it makes no sense.”

“I agree.” Jared’s confident voice reassured her. “I may have been nominated as the personal representative, but the sole guardian? Kate and Susan were as close as sisters. There’s no reason I should be the one named in the wills.”

Relief and gratitude washed over Kate. Thank goodness he understood how ridiculous this was. No doubt Jared would support her in getting this overturned.

His gaze met hers. They were on the same side for once. And that felt…good. Satisfying. In a way it hadn’t for a very long time.

“Remember that’s only if you and Kate divorce,” Don added. “As long as you are together, the provision doesn’t apply.”

Her relief ebbed.

The split of assets had been agreed upon; the paperwork had been filed. It was only a matter of time, weeks really, until the divorce was official.

Panic threatened. Kate grabbed onto the chair. She couldn’t lose control.

Not when she had to think. Kate needed to figure out a way to fix this. First, they had to be named guardians. Together. Then she and Jared could challenge the validity of the will so she could gain sole guardianship of Cassidy. Of course, Jared would have whatever visitation rights he wanted.

She eased her death grip on the chair arms. Now that she had a plan formulated, she could cope.

“If it’s any consolation, Kate,” Don said, his voice startling her. “You are named sole guardian if Jared dies.”

“Don’t give her any ideas.”

His wry humor reminded Kate of the time he playfully accused her of poisoning him when she made juice using organic kale, rhubarb and strawberries after a trip to the Farmer’s Market. A smile pulled at her mouth. She caught herself. This wasn’t the time for fun. She pressed her lips together.

“What happens next?” Jared asked the lawyer.

“Well, since you’re married you will both receive guardianship if you accept the nomination,” Don explained. “But I’m sure this is something you want to discuss in private. No guardian can be named until the personal representative is officially appointed and the wills submitted for probate.”

She struggled to make sense of his words, to understand their implications. “What about Cassidy? What happens to her in the meanwhile?

“Cassidy is currently under state custody,” Don said.

That was one thing Kate understood all too well. “No. Susan would not have wanted that for her baby.”

“But since Cassidy’s in the hospital, she won’t be put into a foster home, correct?” Jared asked.

“Yes, as long as guardianship has been determined by her release,” Don said. “If we run into any snags, we can petition to have a temporary guardian named until final guardianship is determined.”

Jared covered Kate’s hand with his. “We’ll make sure there aren’t any snags.”

She fought the urge to hug him. With everything they’d been through these past months, she’d forgotten Jared Reed was still a good guy. His reassurance meant so much.

Kate stole a glance at him, and he winked. Her pulse quickened. She mouthed the word thanks and looked away. As fast as she could without seeming rude. Gratefulness. That was all her reaction was, all it ever could be.

“Susan and Brady left letters for you.” Don handed Kate a large, thick manila envelope, and Jared received a thin, standard business-size one. “Would you like to read them now or later?”

She clutched the envelope as if it were a winning Powerball lottery ticket. A part of her was afraid to look inside, but the other part wanted to rip the flap off and start reading. “Now.”

“Later,” Jared said at the same time.

Deadlock. They never could agree on anything. At first their differences had been a joke, and they’d laughed about it. Over and over again. But their disagreements had been a sign. Even though she might have loved Jared, even though she might sometimes long for him, they didn’t work well together.

“You can open yours later,” she said. “I’d prefer to open mine now.”

Jared ran his finger under the flap of the envelope. “Now is fine.”

Don rose from the desk. “I’ll get the paperwork started.”

Kate mumbled a thank you. As she focused on the envelope in her hand, she heard paper crinkle and unfold and a chuckle.

With trembling fingers, she opened the manila envelope and pulled out several typed pages.

Dear Kate,

If you’re reading this, I’m dead and it’s a good thing I decided to write everything down for you. Brady thinks I’m being morbid, but until I had Cassidy I didn’t give much thought to what would happen if I weren’t here. And now in the middle of all this estate planning, I’ve been thinking about it too much.

The corners of Kate’s mouthed curved. That was so like Susan. She thought about things too much. As did Kate. Obsessive? Perhaps. But she and Susan had called it analytical thinking.