Mick studied my face. "You look happy, very happy. Does he treat you right? He seems to be?" He continued to whisper.
Kal had been dragged over to have a hold of baby Tanner, but, of course, was listening intently. He looked so comfortable holding the tiny bundle in his arms as he spoke easily with Val and mum.
"I am and he does. He is nothing like the dickwad so don't worry. He's... perfect and treats me like a queen." Yeah, inside joke.
"Good. You deserve it." He bumped my shoulder.
"And how are you, dad?"
"Scared shitless!" We both laugh as Kal walks over with Tanner still in his arms.
Part of me wants to sprint out the door screaming 'too soon'. Another part of me is wanting to excuse us to another room and r****h him.
"Thank you again for all of this. It's too much though, w
