I am going through the dairy section picking my son's favorite Chocky milk as he likes to call

2 years and he is the light and boon of my life. But things weren't always like this, I wasn't even aware I had a kid. I am a hockey player and one thing we are known for is our arrogance and libido that's where the puck bunnies come in, that night I was blackout drunk and forgot protection leading me to have Martin. His mother didn't want to think she was using Martin as an excuse to have me so she tried her hand at parenting but failed. So when Martin was six months, his mother found me and handed me, the love of my life

Martin blows a raspberry and giggles "There buddy, we will be done soon." I pat his back as he plays but a feminine "ow" pulls me out of my trance when I look back I see Martin has tugged a lady's hair

"I am so sorry miss"