“He’s f*****g nuts,” Everly grunted and shook her head in disbelief.
Bobbie couldn’t help the smile taking over her face so wide her cheeks ached with it as her daughter gripped her father’s hand and they jumped together screaming the entire drop into the water. She looked up to see Max coming to sit on the edge of her lounger. Her son was definitely pouting.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he sighed and wrapped up in his towel and lay down on her lounger next to her. “I wish I were as exciting as Ollie. Dad is having more fun with her than me.”
“Ah,” she looked to Everly who twisted her lips trying not to laugh. Her son was jealous of Ollie’s extraverted personality. “You don’t need to be Ollie. Just be you.”
“He’s going to love her more than me,” he whispered as he curled into her side.
