Right?

“Mommy, are we going inside?”

“Oh! Yes! Sure! Yup.” I ungracefully undo my seatbelt, grab my bag and get out of the car to let Jayce out of his booster seat. With our bags in hand, we walk up to the front door, which is opened by Kat before we can step in.

“Good morning. And oh wow! Who do we have here?”

She steps out of the way so we can come in from the chilly Tennessee almost-winter day. “This is my son, Jayce. Jayce, can you say hi to Miss Kat?”

Jayce buries himself into my leg, being the shy one he is.

“I’m sorry. He’s a bit shy at first. But once he gets to know you, be ready for him to talk your ear off.”

“No worries,” Kat says. “I don’t like strangers either. Or most people for that matter.”

“Don’t let her lie to you. Kat is the friendliest person I’ve ever met.”

My body warms when I hear Logan’s voice coming down the hallway. When I get my first glimpse of him, my jaw slightly drops.

Is he wearing a Batman T-shirt? Also known as the one thing in the world—besides anything to do with SpaceCraft—that will instantly make Jayce fall in love with him. Did I tell him I was bringing Jayce and I forgot about it? Or does Logan Matthews really have the oddest use of psychic powers known to man?

“Who do we have here?” Logan says as I shake off the vision of him in a Batman suit. “I’m Logan. What’s your name, little man?”

The feeling in my stomach that’s currently making me uncomfortable is not just my ovaries exploding, but the sight of Logan kneeling down to talk to Jayce at eye level.

“Jayce.” His sweet voice is so quiet it’s barely above a whisper.

“Well hello, Jayce. Are you coming to hang out with me, your mum, and Kat today?”

He nods, but doesn’t say anything else.

“Well, that’s great! But I have a few questions for you.”

Jayce looks up at me for reassurance, and I give him the nod. I don’t know what Logan is about to ask, but I’m not worried in the slightest. Any worry I had about this man objecting to bringing my son today went out the window when he beelined to Jayce instead of talking to the adults.

“First, do you like cinnamon rolls?”

I have to stifle a laugh. Jayce is simply answering with a vigorous head nod, however, the adult answer would be “Does a bear shit in the woods?”

“Great!” Logan claps. “Now, and this one is a long shot, but do you happen to like SpaceCraft?”

“Yes!” Jayce says with more enthusiasm than he ever has, while also showing him his handheld. “I brought it with me today!”

“Wow! That’s awesome. So, how would you like to sneak into the kitchen with me, get a cinnamon roll that we’re having for breakfast today, and then we can play SpaceCraft on a massively big screen!”

Jayce’s eyes have never been so big. “Mommy? Can I?”

“Of course you can,” I say. “But stay with Logan.”

“I will!” he yells as he takes off without Logan or me then stops and turns his head expectantly. Kat laughs and follows behind, turning Jayce in the right direction, leaving Logan and I standing alone in the foyer.

I feel the tension between us immediately. It’s an instant sensation any time we’re alone. Will it ever go away? I know it’s only been a few days, but I was hoping to start the desensitizing process by now.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

He shakes his head. “I know. I wanted to.”

Such a simple answer. But sometimes that’s all you need.