A look on his face and in his eyes that mirrored every action that seemed to burn through her as she tried to remember. Friends. Just friends.
Co-parenting friends.
“That’s f*****g boring, tell that sexy man to take his shirt off!” She gasped at Tristian who laughed as he checked out Romeo, “I’m just saying, you talk all that stuff about Whilem and got your whole papa platter here. I’m so lost on why you’re not licking chocolate off that man.” She threw a pillow at him and then turned to Romeo and Whilem flying a plane with Mateo who laughed at how cool it was.
Pedro chasing it but not able to catch it making them laugh as the dog barked at the flying object, the picture of them was so perfect she swooned.
“He’s Mateo’s father and we’re friends. That’s it.” Tristian snorted, “Yeah
