Calvin
His weekend had passed by for him with many happy smiles as his own boys texted him on and off. It had started with just that first text, which he’d not replied to right away, and then there had been a massage after they’d landed, to which he had responded to right away.
“Morning Boys, it’s nice to talk to you. Sorry I didn’t answer your first text. I didn’t want your mother to hear the phone and you two to get in trouble.” Had been what he’d sent.
“We turned the sound down.” He got right back.
“Where is your mother now?” Calvin had asked.
“Waiting for someone else to arrive.” They’d sent back.
And that had been how it all started, his first conversation with the two boys that were his sons, and it had made him very happy. It hadn’t taken long to find out that, that someone ha
