You were holding your 2 month old son, Chris, just chilling with him, and your 3 year old daughter Brynn. That was until Dylan came in. He sat on the bed and took Chris, lifting him in the air.

"You better not be taking my woman. You can have her for her boob, but her boob only."

Dylan said playfully. You laughed, and so did Brynn. Though, Chris squirmed and pouted just wanting to be held by you.

"That's MY mommy, not yours."

Dylan turned Chris to look at you before turning him back.

"Mine. Not yours."