“Daddy, I want this one!” little Lucas said loudly, pointing excitedly at the chocolate ice cream.
The woman selling it smiled.
“And what other flavor, champ?” Damien asked, leaning down beside his son.
Lucas pointed to every single flavor. “All of them!”
Jace chuckled behind them. “You might as well buy the whole store for him,” he teased.
Damien rolled his eyes. “You talk too much.”
Savanna laughed softly. “His father is rich rich. He can buy it all.”
Damien shook his head. “You wish.”
“I’ll like the strawberry flavor,” Savanna said, and the woman handed them their ice creams.
“You sure you don’t want ice cream, Damien?” Savanna asked, licking hers. “You’re missing out.”
“I don’t take it,” Damien replied calmly, cleaning the chocolate from Lucas’s messy hand.
“Let me hold him,
