CHAPTER 43
DEVLIN
Early morning the following day, Daxton and I trudged up the front steps of Jeffrey's elegant home. I think both of us were nervous, our lips were sealed shut– not one of us was willing to utter a word.
Jeffry's helper let us in and showed us to the living area. We sat there for minutes waiting for Sairah and Jeffrey.
The cute little boy’s eyes crossed, sweeping his gaze through Jeffrey’s more than decent home, comparing it maybe to the humble abode of my in-laws. Daxton was impressed, I could tell, but he firmly kept his mouth shut.
I touched his head and messed up his hair a little bit, he looked at me and I winked at him. In response, he winked back and gave me a reassuring smile. It was a silent conversation between father and son. I couldn’t believe that I was r
