Chapter 11“I’m going to join the Park Run,” Andreas said over breakfast.
Once her teeth had come through, he’d managed to wean Beatriz off the bottle in a matter of days. Admittedly, her taste in food was definitely a bit strange—salmon paste and peanut butter spread onto a rusk was her favourite breakfast in the entire world and could keep her happy for an hour, sucking away on it like a giant lollipop—but it was a relief to be able to prop her up in a highchair and have both hands free for everything else.
Including throwing them up in a placating gesture when Erik threw him a filthy look.
“You need to ease off on that exercise regime.”
“It’s only 5k.”
“Yeah, and you had a baby six months ago.”
“Six months,” Andreas said pointedly. “I can even do sit-ups again. I’m fine. And I’m si
