Chapter 9
Brandon's eyes widened in concern the moment Rafe entered Liz’s bedroom, but then the little guy smiled and giggled once he saw his mom following him. "Da."
Every defensive cell in his skin melted as he stared into the boy's brown eyes, and he smiled back. He inched closer and noticed how Brandon's toes separated from each other a little, just as his did.
Liz placed her hand between his shoulder blades. "He clearly wants you."
The boy had features that were undeniably his now that he studied his jaw line. Liz's face was rounder, softer than his hard edges. Rafe placed his hands in his pockets and shook his head. He’d heard the upset in her voice when Brandon hadn’t called her mom and he’d never step on her feelings, if he could avoid it. "He wants both of us."
She pushed him
