Kitten.

[13] Michael.

Later on in this part there is a bit of smut. Now I am terrible at writing it so bare with me. It is also the most I have ever written. So again bare with me. And if I know you personally don't read it at all. Because um... Awkward....

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I honestly do not have a problem with Oliver calling Ashton dad, it's just that I have been his dad. He's had a mum and a dad. I'm his dad, just me.

I guess I do have a problem with it. Is that why I freaked out? I think it is, but it's the point with I never thought I would ever date someone to the point where Oliver thought they were his dad. I guess I got my self into this. I really like Ashton I might even love him.. but its just to early for him to call him dad.

I get to work and Kinsley starts yelling at me. " Michael you can't keep your hair that color. You can't die your hair anymore. We have to much riding on this place and appearance is everything. Keep your hair your natural hair color or I will fire you." I laugh at her and she smiles.

"You're husband here?" I whisper to her. Her husband hates me and my hair. So when he is here she yells at me for my hair, she doesn't really care about the color of it, it's hair it doesn't matter.

She nodded and giggled, pointing back to the kitchen. "How's Ollie?" she asks. I nod.

"He's fine. He called Ashton 'daddy' today during lunch."

"And?" she asks walking over to the register and getting the total lunch sales while the restaurant is quiet.

I sigh, shaking my head, "I... over reacted. I really did."

"What did you say?"

"I yelled at Ollie. Told him that he can't call him that, then stormed off."

"Well, if I was in your situation I would have just let it slide. Even though he's practically a stranger, it means he likes him enough to give him that title."

"But what was I supposed to do, Oliver is my son I just couldn't let him call some guy, he's only known for about two months or so, dad. I know I over reacted but, I've been the only one to take care of Ollie and I don't know if I'm ready to let someone else help me. I've been doing this on my own for practically his whole life. I mean, yeah I had Phoebe but you know how that ended. I am not ready to share Ollie with Ashton. I'm just not."

"This isn't about 'sharing' Oliver with him. This is about allowing yourself to realize that you're dating now and Oliver is going to be apart of that for the rest of his life. Him calling Ashton 'dad' only means, like I just said, that he cares enough for him to say basically say, 'Hey I see my dad likes you lot, so I do to, so you are daddy too.' That's all that means, Ashton's not taking him from you, he's just there because he's your boyfriend."

"I understand. Hey, do you mind if I make a phone call?" I ask, I want to call Ash and apologize for freaking out. She told me 'go ahead' and continued her work with the lunch sales. I moved and walked out the building and called my boyfriend and my son.

Ashton answered on the third ring. "Hello?" he questions because I haven't said anything yet, and I normally spew words, this time I have stayed quiet. "Hello?" he says again.

"Hey." I finally say to him.

"Mikey? Aren't you at work?" he asks me.

"Yeah, Kinsley is letting me make a quick call."

"Oh. Well, did you need something? I was just about to play hide and seek, with Ollie." He says and I smile to myself.

"Yeah. I wanted to apologize for earlier." I heard Oliver in the back ground saying 'Ashton hurry up, I want to play!' I kept smiling at my son. He always did like to play hide and seek, he always found the best places to hide.