Jesse
“You're good with him.” I smile.
My best friend smiles from his spot on the floor where he's playing cars with his son. He stayed on Emilee's couch last night, and she agreed to let him take care of Aidan while she went to work. She'd tried to get out of it, but her boss needed her in.
“I never thought I'd see you like this. You've gone soft.”
Hardman, bad boy, tough guy, Chase Braxton doe-eyed over a twenty-pound child. I can't deny that Aidan is a beautiful child, though.
“You know something, Jess?” Chase asks with a huge smile on his face. “I don't even care how this makes me look. He's amazing. He's mine.” He smiles to himself. “This little guy could turn the hardest bastar.d soft.”
“Damn, damn, damn!”
My eyes lock with Chase's, and neither of us can stop ourselves from la
