*Leo*

I wasn’t a man who liked to run errands. Hell, I had people for that.

But when Bianca gave me one of those sweet, almost pleading looks, I found myself pulling on my jacket and heading out the door.

It was just a quick trip, she’d said.

A simple request for some fancy ice cream—her new craving, of course. The strange things a pregnant woman wants, but I wasn’t about to argue.

If I did, she’d give me that pout that made my heart ...