KAYLEE
“What’s the matter with him?” Caleb demanded. His tone was full of impatience and an unhealthy dose of anger, considering he was referring to his son.
A feeling of overprotectiveness washed over me in an instant, and without hesitation, I reached out and plucked Zeke out of his arms.
Thankfully, Caleb didn’t try to stop me and make a scene. I had a feeling that had something to do with the fact that we were in public. The local mall, with its numerous shops, restaurants, and cinema, was always busy and overflowing with people. Making a scene here would have been the quickest way to get famous for the wrong reasons.
Settling Zeke back on my waist, I fussed with his clothes a little until everything was right again. While in Caleb’s hands, somehow my son’s T-shirt had ridden up,
