"Daddy"
Oh my god.
"Babies"
Logan said barely above a whisper and I tried to use his shock to push him away from me but he wasn't bluddy budging.
Jesus Christ.
Is he made out of the same stuff they used to make Thor's hammer?.
"Logan, move"
I growl under my breath as I glare at the huge mountain in front of me but my glare softened when Logan glared back at me with a look in his eyes like he was telling me to be quiet.
"Mummy, why is he here?"
Logan Junior asks whilst glaring at his dad and I hate to say it but they look like a pair of twins, especially with the matching scowls on their faces.
"He's come to be with us like I told you he would, now hand me the fiver you owe me"
Dayton says in a cheery voice as he holds his hand out in front of Logan Junior.
What the hell?.
I th
