JASON'S POV.
Layla’s heart belonged to Logan.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t make him suffer a little.
And as I continued playing with Little Jason, making him giggle louder and louder, I knew one thing for sure…Logan was absolutely losing his mind outside that door.
The sound of their laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls like the sweetest melody.
Layla’s soft giggles, Little Jason’s high-pitched squeals…it was exactly what I wanted.
A moment of joy. A moment of family.
I grinned as I lunged forward, reaching out to grab Little Jason, but he was too quick.
He squealed, dodging my hands at the last second before dashing behind the couch.
“You can’t catch me, Daddy!” he teased, his small hands gripping the edge of the couch as he peeked over it, his eyes twinkling with m
