Aiden

Yeah. My son hates me, and he's trying way too damn hard to come between me and my woman.

It started subtle with him always holding both her hands and, at times, wrapping his arms around her neck and pressing his face into hers like he was trying to hoard every scrap of her attention for himself. And the worst part was that it was actually working.

Leah barely looked at me whenever he was awake, sparing me only briefly glances enough to remind me she knew I still existed before she ...