"Wes Roman, the big bad billionaire sitting in a tiny seat with his two year old son at a kids restaurant

Beeze Simmons, the shy clumsy waitress who just happened to spill all of the contents on the tray onto Wes.

Ooo. I smell trouble. that's how Beeze's story began"

Flutter

I basically forced Wes to let Thomas spent the night with me. At the moment he was fragile and put his trust in only me. I led him to my address and told him to come here at eleven when Ronin went to the gym.


Now it was 10:56 and Thomas still hasn't woken up. I sat by the bed and played with his hair at the same time that the doorbell rang.


I sigh, getting up to open the door and sure enough, Wes stands in front of me.


His face was stern as I smiled and  I sighed letting him in.


"Where's Thomas?" He asked immediately.


"But its 1:25." He says incredulously and I shrugged.


"He's been through a lot," I state suggestively and he glares.


"Are you saying that I don't take care of my child? How hypothetical." He scoffs.


"If you did he would be in this situation." I retort and he tilts his head.


"Why are you speaking like you've been there for him? You left two years ago. Remember?" He says and I purse my lips.


Chapter 29