LUCA
“You look so handsome, Jax… just like dada. Can you say dada?” I looked up at my son eagerly, a weird anticipation rising within me that was quickly shut down by that voice of reason in my head.
Wait, what was I thinking?
Of course, he couldn’t say dada?
The kid was just one month old for crying out loud.
I chuckled softly, realizing just how foolish I must’ve sounded, talking to him like he could respond. It might not have been that embarrassing had we been alone, but then Lucille, the Dark River Healer s***h Witch, was here with us.
Matter of fact, we were in her cute little hut, spending the day with her.
I had Jaxon for today so that Kate could get some very much-needed rest to make up for the sleepless nights she had had to endure for the past few weeks, and it was almo
