Max’s P.O.V:
Watching Cass with Grayson made my heart beat a bit faster. But in a good way. She was so good with him.
“Time for your milk, sweet boy.” She picked him up, resting him on her hip, and she walked to the kitchen with one of his bottles with milk in it. She put the bottle in the microwave, and turned it on.
Grayson loved her. He was smiling non-stop. She took the bottle out of the microwave, and she put her mouth over the bottle, testing to see if it was too warm or not. She then smiled, handing the bottle over to Grayson who latched his mouth over the top, drinking the milk.
She walked back to us, and she let Grayson lay in her arms while she held the bottle for him. He happily drank away.
I smiled at her when she glanced at me, and she smiled back at me.
I know that
