Benny’s POV
We drop Eralia at the bakery, the younger woman nervously waving to us from the door after giving Tanner a five minute lecture on behaving and making sure I had the phone number for the bakery, the café next door in case the line was busy and finally, reluctantly, giving me her cell phone number as well and demanding I call if anything at all happens.
Now we’re backing out of the space and heading toward Cadell Security, me and a four year old who barely knows me, what the f***k was I thinking?
Behind me, Tanner is relaxed, smiling as he watches the world pass by his window. His little fingers are no longer clutching his seatbelt, instead, they are folded neatly in his lap.
The rush hour that I usually miss, makes my usual journey take half as long again and it’s nearly nin
