"Dada!" The excitement in Jared's voice is as clear as the skies.
He ran to Jessie, and that made Jessie return his attention to my son. I gasped and glanced at Ethan beside me, who was now looking irritated and confused at Jessie.
"Who is that f*****g man?" He asked boldly.
His eyes are still directed at Jessie, and if only looks could kill, Jessie would be lying on the floor now.
He gave me a dangerous and questioning look. I cleared my throat and let out a deep sigh.
"Jessie. He is a friend of mine, and Jared used to call him Dada."
"Why the f**k is my son calling that f*****g man dada?" He whispered dangerously.
My brows furrowed, and I immediately glanced at Jared and Jessie, and I am glad they are having their own business on the couch!
"Ethan, Jessie has a name! And please,
