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Baby Daddy
If I never heard Bradley use the words “baby daddy” again, that would be too soon.
It was like an aural version of the naked-chested kilt moment from naked bingo night at the senior center. I shook my head.
Bradley had hidden depths.
But Bradley also existed within a certain box in my head, and he needed to stay in that box.
“Let’s call him the father,” I suggested.
Alex opened the door to his office and motioned for us to go in. “Or we could call him by his name, since we know who he is.”
Star came on the line and said, “Jacob Newman.”
“Oh.” From Alex’s tone, it was clear he knew him. Or at least knew who he was.
Madeleine jumped into the silence. “Hi, Bradley! Good to meet you, at least virtually.”
Alex set the phone on his desk, and we gathered around.
“Hi, Mad
