DALTON POV
I was having the weirdest dream of my damn life. I knew it was a dream because it was way too wild to be real. Like, no amount of whiskey, no amount of Shade’s sarcastic comments, no amount of Kai’s chaotic energy could have prepared me for this.
I was surrounded by kids. Babies. Toddlers. Everywhere. I mean surrounded like wolves in a damn ambush. Boys and girls, dressed so cute it almost hurt my eyes. The little girls had bows in their hair, frilly princess dresses, shoes that sparkled like they were dipped in sugar. The boys—oh Goddess help me—the boys looked like miniature rappers. Caps sideways, chains bigger than their necks, sneakers squeaking as they toddled around.
And here’s the worst part: it was cute. Like so damn cute my chest hurt.
They were all laughing, danci
