“Well…” I sighed, completely caught off guard. “Jaxon, you work all day. Football is your job, your whole career. You train hard, play matches, travel constantly, and then you come home and…”
“And what?” he asked, raising a brow.
I hesitated. No matter how I phrased it, it would sound wrong. Being with our twins was wonderful, but it also drained every bit of my energy.
“Of course it does,” he said casually. “Every parent gets tired. What are you trying to say?”
“Jaxon, I get exhausted even without a job!” I said, my voice rising. I exhaled slowly, trying to explain. “I thought I was doing the right thing by letting you rest. I wanted you to have a break from all of this once in a while.”
He went quiet, thinking. I could almost sense him piecing everything together.
“So let me get th
