Your father was a kind man. He loved you very much. When you were born, your mother wanted to put you up for adoption after breaking up with Matteo. He refused, taking you in and retiring from the military. He got a job as a paramedic to help support you.

He came home, scooping you up in his arms and kissing you. His boyfriend was coming home to dinner tonight. Karter was supposedly nice, but as Matteo’s son, you weren’t so quick to like him.