'Do I need your permission to give my son something?'

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After finishing shopping Nick put away bags in the trunk whiles I fastened Nate in to his car seat in the back. I jumped in the passenger seat whiles Nick signed a few autographs for his fans. Because everyone here knew Nick so it wasn't as bad as it was usually is. Not that it was a bad thing but it was that we hardly got any privacy.

Nick jumped in and buckled in with a smirk on his face. Once he did his seatbelt he turned to give Nate an orange juice box but stopped and looked at me. 'Is it alright with you if I give my son a juice box?' Nick asked sarcastically.

'You know I didn't mean it like that, but he doesn't like orange he likes grape' I quipped but realised I should have kept my mouth shut.

'It's okay, I'll drink the orange one but I shouldn't be drinking before lunch' said Nate quietly from his seat.

'It's alright, if you want it, you can' said Nick smiling at Nate who looked unsure so he glanced at me.

'Go ahead, baby' I told him nodding at him, smiling reassuringly taking the juice box out if Nick's hand. Putting the straw in before handing it over to Nate who took it after taking a look at Nick and then at me.

'Seriously, do I have to ask your permission before giving my son something' snapped Nick.

'No, you don't but I don't give him things that are sugary before his lunch cos he won't eat it' I told Nick whiles looking out of the windshield.

'It seems as if I do need your permission, you think everything I do is wrong when it comes to Nate' snapped Nick whiles I snuck a look at Nate who looked like he was about to cry.

'Look, I don't want to fight in front of Nate' I told him glancing at Nate again.

'I don't think you've seen me fight' said Nick causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up at the threat hidden in his words.

'Fine, I don't want to argue in front of Nate' I whispered hoping Nick would get it and drop it.

'You think I want to argue in front of him or I don't know what's best for my own son' said Nick looking at me with a look that made me feel like a bucket of ice water was dropped down my back. Nick looked at Nate and sighed. 'Its okay buddy, we're not fighting. We just had a little misunderstanding' said Nick.

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