***Con***
My head was still spinning when Rock dropped us off. Nix had pasted out on the short ride home so Rock carried him in and up to the room he was sleeping in, My heart futtered in my chest seeing him carrying my son, Trevor never did that not even when he was a small child I was the one to put him to bed or carry him up if he fell asleep down stairs, or in the car,
I cant remeber him ever helping when Nix was in the car seat still, I was always taking it out, carting it with me.
Now watching as someone else picks him up, holding his safety in his arms as he walks in and straight up the stairs, I follow behind him. He lays Nix down on his bed. I move to pull his shoes off as Rock pulls the blanket back, shuffling him under it before pulling it over him. Leaning down, I kiss his
