“You bet.”
Once Felix was done with his dessert, our lane opened up, so we rented shoes and spent the next hour playing the worst game ever. Our scores would have been stellar if we were playing golf, but bowling, not so much.
By the time we were ready to leave, I was exhausted, but Felix was still jumping off the walls. So much for running off his energy.
We headed home and Stoney followed us in. I could not stop yawning, so I told Felix to run upstairs and get ready to take a bath.
“Will you read to me, Stoney?” he asked.
“If it’s okay with Sabrina, you bet.”
“It’s fine by me,” I said. “I’ll get your bath started, then Stoney can read to you once you’re in bed.”
“Okay,” he said and ran up the stairs.
“You tired?”
I bit back another yawn. “What tipped you off?”
Stoney chuckled. “You want me to do the bath shit?”
I shook my head. “No, it’s fine. We have a system, so we’ll do that, then you can read to him.”
He nodded.
“Grab a beer and make yourself at home. I won’t be long.”
I headed upstairs and started the bath. Felix came in a few minutes later and I lifted him into the tub. He didn’t linger, excited that Stoney was going to read to him. He chose a book, then I tucked him into bed, and he took my hand. “Do I have to call Stoney ‘Dad’?”
“Only if you want to,” I said.
“Will it hurt his feelings if I don’t?”
“You should ask him that, baby, but I don’t think so.”
He nodded.
“You ready for him to read to you now?”
He nodded again.
I patted his leg and called Stoney in.
“What did you pick?” Stoney asked, and Felix handed him his favorite book, “The Monster at the end of the Book.”
“Ooh, I love this one,” Stoney said, and opened to the first page.
I stepped out, leaning against the wall and listening for a few minutes, my heart slamming against my chest as the warm fuzzies settled deep inside. Stoney didallthe voices making Felix laugh until he complained he might pee, so I rushed into my bedroom out of sight, so Stoney could take care of Felix like a Dad should.
This man was a good man. I knew I needed to find out more information about him on a deeper level, but I really liked what I saw so far. Not to mention, the man couldkiss.
I settled my fingers over my lips at the memory, closing my eyes. I wanted that to happen again. Soon.
“Sabrina?” Stoney called and I walked out of my bedroom.
“Hey.”
“Fox wants to say goodnight.”
