SUGAR DADDY CHAPTER 1
Jackson
“Oh my god, you guys. Billy is so awesome. He looks just like … well, he looks like both of you,” I said as I gazed at my best friend’s newborn baby. I was holding him in my arms for the last few minutes before he was put down for his afternoon nap. After a long silence, I looked up at Ryan who had his eyes on his husband, Travis. For a moment I thought maybe I’d said the wrong thing.
Ryan and Travis, the fathers of three-week-old Billy, looked strikingly similar, after all. Travis was considerably older than Ryan, but still, they could have been brothers. They never told me whose sperm had been used for the artificial insemination of their son. It’s possible that both of them donated and even they didn’t know who the actual father was. I never asked.
When
