"Let me go tell my friend Charisma. We can follow her back to the house."
Scotty nodded and Vanessa had to step out of his hold. His hands were back on her hips until she turned and opened the door to Charisma's car.
"He wants to see the baby," Vanessa said quietly.
"Yes," Charisma seemed to be giving her permission. "He should see the baby. Is everything okay?" She asked with concern.
"I think so. But there is so much to talk about."
Charisma gnawed her lip and nodded. "I can imagine. I'll meet you back at the house and I'll make sure Mom and Dad aren't going to be all up in your business."
Vanessa smiled. "Thank you."
When she turned around, Scotty had the passenger door opened for her and she climbed into the car. It was not the BMW, not by along shot. But it was clean and it was definitely warm.