Elliot POV.
Okay James isn’t that bad, he’s a good guy, he pushed me on the swings, and played with me, he even pushed me harder than daddy ever does. He also told me he’s a police officer, even promised to play police and thief when we get back home, but when we got to leave I was tired. I turned to Uncle Dylan to carry me while I leaned my head against his shoulder, he told me to nap if I want but I don’t I wanna make sure daddy is still here.
The walk back wasn’t very long, I managed to stay awake the whole way home, once in our building I perked back up, waiting to get up and find daddy. Uncle Dylan didn’t allow me to press the buttons like daddy does, when we got home I was pouting, until we got to the door and knocked waiting for daddy to open. He doesn’t open right away, scaring
