Rockstar
I was holding Volly’s, Chance’s, and Betty’s little boy, Ethan, when my girl came out. She waved at people, walked over to her mom, and hugged her. Kissed Dashawn on the head, kissed Angus’s cheek, and kissed our girl’s head. I was surprised she didn’t immediately pick one of our kids up. She scanned the yard until her eyes landed on me. Something in them was troubling. I handed Ethan back to Chance and walked over to my girl.
“Hey, Sweetness. Are you okay? Did you not have fun shopping with the girls?”
She grabbed me and wrapped herself around me. Her head was lying on my shoulder. My arms automatically went around her. I kissed the top of her head.
“Baby?” I asked.
“I met your father today,” she whispered. I instantly stiffened.
“Did he say something to hurt yo
