Dylan
I look at the boy playing with a bunch of toys in the middle of my office, it is practically his playroom
I run a hand through my hair as I take in air, I want to call Cassandra, I miss her voice but she'll probably just yell at me again.
Security I put around her said they are shopping, Kyle needed some things and so did she, Kyle, my lips quirk as an idea plays into my mind.
" Kyle, Kyle," my son's eyes snap to me, he doesn't look too happy that I got his attention. I get out of my chair and make some silly faces but he doesn't laugh. I stick out my tongue and funnily roll my eyes. Finally, a smile forms on his lips and he lets out a short chuckle.
" There you go," I touch his cheeks
" Wanna call mama?" His attention snaps to me fully now, throwing away his favorite wolf plus
