“Mhm.” He mumbled down the phone, clearly irritated. As he listened to his business partner ramble on, he kept checking his watch for when his wife and daughter would get home.

Letting you both go to the grocery store by yourselves wasn’t on his bucket list, but you insisted on it to give alex some space for his phone calls.

As soon as your daughter walked through the front door, he picked her straight up and ended the call. “There’s my beautiful girls.” He spoke gently, glancing at you.