I smiled, enjoying how he interacted with the kids and wishing that my family was this close. “Why don’t you let me do those?” I said, gesturing to the sink. “Then you can go and get them ready for bed.”
He glanced at me. “I’ll take care of it,” he said softly. “I need a moment.” He shifted a bit and my eyes widened as I caught sight of the large bulge in the front of his jeans.
“Um, sure. No problem,” I said quickly. I glanced at my watch. “I guess I’d better get ready to go.”
“No!” the kids chorused in unison. “Don’t go yet. We want you to stay a while longer. Please?”
I smiled at them. “I’d like to stay too but it’s getting late. I’ll see you next week, okay?”
Jeffrey glanced at me. “I was thinking to go to the beach tomorrow,” He broke off, squeezing his eyes closed against the no
