Jesse Morris was a shy 25 year old who worked down the street from Janvier Inc.
Hal Janvier was a powerful man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. Once he sets his eyes on Jesse, the attraction is instant. He knew that the shy man would be h...
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Hal.
"Daddy look at this."
I looked away from my iPad to Jesse who was on his knees, pushing a coloring book so close to my face it almost touched my nose.
"What is it, baby?"
"I color Snow White." Jesse said, his voice had risen to its higher pitch. His little pitch. He had on a white cotton shirt and shorts with Winnie the Pooh on it, socks with ruffles on in and his collar wrapped around his neck.
My baby boy.
I looked at the picture, my heart swelling with pride. "Oh, you did a treat job, kitten."
Jesse scrambles to his feet and climbs into my lap, curving his leg a bit. His coloring book was open but it was being crushed between us as Jesse cupped my face with his hands.
"Little prince, what are you doing?" I asked him, amusement flowing through me as I watched my little.
"Daddy..." Jesse said, tilting his head to the side, his lips slightly puckered as he spoke. Adorable.
"Yes, kitten?"
"Do you love me like Olaf love snow?" Jesse asked and I couldn't hold back the chuckle. Jesse's new obsession wasn't Sophia the first anymore but Frozen one and its sequel.
"More than Olaf loves snow, baby." I replied honestly.
Jesse's eyes widened so much, his jaw going slack as he stared at me. It took him a couple seconds before he links repeatedly. "That's much."
"Very much."
"Like this much." Jesse said, spreading his arms wide.
"Even more than that." I told him and Jesse let out the loudest giggle ever. He cupped my face again and leans closer this time, his nose pressed against mine. He was so insistent about looking at me that he had gone cross eyed. The little cutie.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"What is funny, Mister bear?
"You are, kitten."
Jesse stared at me before shaking his head. I raised my brow at the boy, wondering amusedly what was making him laugh. I don't get the chance to ask though because he's crawling out of my lap and onto the floor again. He had gone back to coloring but I had the best idea of what he would love to do.
I got down on my knees and pressed a kiss to his head. "I'll be back in a minute, alright, kitten?"
Jesse immediately reached for Cloudy and handed him over to me, making sure I was holding the stuffie before he replied.
"Cloudy will protect you."
"He will?"
"Yes. He's very strong. He told me so." Jesse said and I couldn't help but coo. I ruffled his hair a bit, leaning down to press another kiss to his forehead again.
