“Come here, Sweaty,” I called.
“Daddy, you can't keep calling her Sweaty,” gee said as he giggled.
Sweet Pea came running into the room and I laughed.
“Well, she answers to it,” I said.
She jumped up onto my lap and I scratched her head.
“She's a little weird but she's growing on me,” I said.
Gee smiled, rested his head on my shoulder. My baby boy snuggled up against my side, our weird but lovable dog in my lap as we watched a movie.
“This is perfect,” I mumbled.
Gee hummed, closing his eyes. The door opened and Mikey walked up. I groaned when I saw him.
“I thought you weren't gonna be home until late,” I said.
“Yeah but the party totally sucked,” Mikey said, going to the fridge. “Ew, what the f**k? What happened to all our food?”
“You mean my food?” I asked. “Well, fi
