Andrea’s POV
I rushed out of the kitchen with my heart thumping wildly in my chest. Had Zayden gone crazy or was Zion really here? I had been expecting him last night, but when he didn’t come over to Cromwell Mansion to meet his children, I thought he didn’t want them. Maybe he still had his doubts about them. Then why did he come here?
My eyes widened at the sight of him in the living room, with Zayden leading him to the sofa. “Sit, Dad. Now teach me from scratch. I was so bored with just football to keep me busy.”
“Zayden, aren’t you getting late for football practice?” Both turned their attention to me and I felt awkward in an apron with a spatula in my hand!
“Okay, mom. I’m going, but don’t let Dad leave.”
I glared at Zion but he sat comfortably as if he lived here with us. “I
