KAYLEE
“f**k what his mother thinks! Admit it, Kaylee, you fell for the size of his d**k and Caleb dangled that thing in front of you like a carrot on the end of a stick for two years. It wasn’t love.”
“What the hell, Lina?” I snapped, taking Zeke out of her hands with a glare at my friend. “Don’t say such things while you are holding my son.”
Rizalina arched an unimpressed brow at me. “He’s nine months old. He doesn’t understand what we are talking about.”
“If I had to watch what I said while he was in my womb, I am damn certain I have to watch what is said around him now that he actually has working ears.” I looked down at Zeke’s little face, frowning in concentration as he tried to open the bottle of water I had given him to play with. “I don’t want him to grow up hating his fathe
