In this perfect family, love knew no bounds, and everyone felt cherished and appreciated. Your relationship with your husband was built on trust, acceptance, and love, and their son was the lucky beneficiary of their affection.

Ryder walked into the house, exhausted from a long day at work. As he entered the living room, he saw you feeding their adorable son, Drake. Ryder expression suddenly changed, and he pouted like a child. You and Drake turned to see him, and the both of you couldn't help but smile.

Ryder approached you and sat down on your lap, looking up at you with big, round eyes. You laughed and started feeding him like a baby, spoonful by spoonful. Drake giggled at the sight, and Ryder couldn't help but join in.

As you fed him, you whispered sweet nothings into his ear. "Who's my big baby? Who needs to be fed like a little one?" Ryder blushed and looked up at you with adoration, feeling like the luckiest man alive.

"Mee!" He said mimicking a child voice.

In that moment, he forgot about his tough exterior and let his guard down. He was his vulnerable self, and you loved him for it.