Basically he did a lot of illegal shit.
“He could get up to twenty years in prison.”
My mate and I shared a glance. “Please tell me you’re not thinking of visiting him. We’d said all our goodbyes before Mav’s birth and I wasn’t looking back.
“Nope. He’s such a fool.”
“Well, I’ll be off as my grandson is sleeping. Give him a kiss from me.” My father-in-law waved and left.
While I had no love for Roy, I couldn’t help agreeing with Devyn. He was a fool. He’d been given so much growing up and he threw it all away. While I didn’t know much about his relationship with Bea, maybe what Roy had been lacking and what he craved, was love from his father. Not that that was an excuse for breaking the law.
I wandered into the nursery. Dad was asleep on the couch but Mav was awake, playing with the musical toy on the side of his crib. Normally, I would have tiptoed out, leaving my son to entertain himself. But not today.
Picking him up, I changed his diaper and took him into our room. I put him on my chest and we lay together. Maybe Mav sensed I needed quiet time with him because he lay without moving, his head resting over my heart.
Devyn came in and got into bed beside us.
“What are my two favorite people in the world doing?”
“Contemplating life.” We kissed and my mate stroked Mav’s head.
“That will never happen to us,” my mate assured me.
“What won’t?”
“Our son won’t turn out like Roy.”
“Oh my love, you can’t predict the future.” I silenced him with a finger to his lips. “Despite all the love in the world, life doesn’t always turn out the way we want it.”
My mate propped himself up on one elbow. “What are you saying? That we might have a mini Roy on our hands?”
“No. Mav will have all our love and guidance but at some point, we’ll have to let go and he’ll make his own decisions.” And I hoped those would be the right decisions. “But he will not be lacking love. That I guarantee.”
“This parenting gig is a tough one, huh?” My mate put an arm around me and Mav gurgled.
“Oh yeah but it has a lot of pluses.” My belly rumbled. “I’m starving. Shall we order in or cook?”
“I can cook while you and Mav sit and watch.”
I liked that plan. I got our son situated on his play mat under the activity center while I plonked myself on the couch.
“What do you fancy?” Devyn asked as he peered in the fridge, his delectable ass in full view.
“I can think of a few things but I can’t say them out loud, not with Mav in hearing distance.” Dad was still asleep but I didn’t want to chance him hearing me talk dirty to my mate either.
“What?” Devyn raced to the couch and leaned over the back and kissed me.
“You have the most beautiful butt.” I waved him away. ‘Be gone with you. Back into the kitchen and make me dinner. I command it.”
“Oh yes, sire.” He lowered his voice. “And will you have your way with me this evening?”
“Depends.” I giggled.
“On what?”
“If you make me some food, I’ll consider it.”
My mate pulled out vegetables, chicken and herbs. He grabbed spices from the rack, a packet of fried noodles from the cupboard and bottles of soy and spicy sauce.
