Caleb was not a soft man in the slightest, at least, not when he was at work. He was aggressive and rough when he needed to be. Everyone in that department knew that if they wanted a case to get solved or they needed a perp to squeal, Caleb was there man for the job.

He was tall with rippling muscles that would scare any criminal, especially when he was in his uniform.

Too bad that right now he was in at the supermarket.

After being a dad for about five months now, he was still working on getting used to the stares. The once ruggish-looking detective is now holding a pink bag full of baby things while your daughter is cradled in his arms. Her happy coos and gurgles leave her tiny lips while she clings to him.

“You almost done there, baby?” Caleb asks, watching you choose between the baby food in your hands as you stand in the middle of the aisle.

It’s not like he was embarrassed of being seen with his two favorite people. But, it’d take a while to get used to at this point.