Mr. Redgrave

I wake up a couple of hours later, soon I realize this is not my bed, making reality crash on me. I'm pretending to be my sister, I spent the night in the same bed with her handsome husband and their baby son.

(Oh my God! The baby. Where's...) I sit down fast looking around for baby Jax, I breathe in relief when I find him in Jackson's arms. He's standing next to the bed.

"When did he wake up?" I ask him trying to act normal

I still feel very shy around Jackson, I just met him yesterday. The fact he's the hottest man I ever saw in person doesn't help much.

"Not long ago." Jackson is short

"He must be hungry," I add

"Yes."

His answers are cold and short, he barely looks at me. I slide out of the bed feeling very uncomfortable.

"Here... Give him to me." I try to reach out to the baby to take him, but Jackson refuses. "I'm taking him to eat." He says.

"I can do this." I insist to him.

 Jackson has that weird look at me again, why is so strange to these people a mother wanting to feed or take care of her baby?

He's hesitant but looks like the little boy already made his choice. Baby Jax is throwing himself at me, how can I resist this cuteness? Also, he's my nephew after all.

I take him from Jackson, at this point the best I can do is keep myself busy taking care of the baby.

I take my time walking around with the baby in my arms, but the real thing is I'm trying to find the kitchen. Thankfully I bump into the babysitter from last night.

"Oh! Good morning Mrs. Redgrave, and you too little boy! You woke up very early today, ma'am, I was on my way to take him. Sorry for that."

"It's OK. I'm going to feed him."

She looks surprised, I'm getting used to this reaction whenever I'm willing to make anything for the baby.

"Don't worry ma'am, I already made him breakfast."

"Good. I'm taking it."

I take the little bowl from her hands and walk to the door she came from, I suppose I'll find the kitchen there. Of course, like everything else in this place the kitchen is also huge and fancy.

I place baby Jax in his chair, I'm a bit nervous. I don't have a large experience with kids, but Jax seems to be a nice baby, also he looks very comfortable with me. I think he really believes I'm his mother, or at least he knows I care about him.

I sit in front of him, he smiles so big every time I feed him. Those giggles, the little hands clapping melt my heart. He's just adorable.

"Are you very hungry, aren't you baby boy?" Baby Jax is so easygoing. I'm loving to spend time with him.

"You're so adorable..."

Suddenly he's not paying attention to me anymore. I look back to where he's looking at. I find Jackson standing by the door. I don't say anything, I just look back to baby Jax to keep feeding him. Jackson sits by my side to watch his son. I really feel uncomfortable with this situation, he smells like himself and fresh shower. I wonder why would Amanda get tired of spending time with this man.

For the first time since we met last night, he's really paying attention to me and it couldn't be a worse time. I'm aware of how messy I look this morning, and if I know well my sister I bet Amanda would be wearing makeup and some fancy dress by now.

"Do you like your food, baby? I know you do. What a big mouth!" I keep playing with the baby while I feed him but now he's distracted with his father too. I can see he loves his Dad, by the way, Jackson looks back at him the love is mutual.

"Hey, baby. Look at me. I'm here... Just one more, love." I try to take his attention but It getting harder to feed him. He's so happy, giggling and clapping to Jackson. It's lovely but I need him to finish his breakfast.

"Give it to me. I can finish this." Jackson takes the little spoon from my hand.

"OK..."

I hand him the baby food, he looks so natural. I can't help smiling at the bond they have here. I don't even notice the babysitter watching us.

"I think he had enough, he's not hungry anymore," I tell Jackson.

"Yes. He's more interested in playing with the food. OK baby boy, I got the message, no more food." Jackson speaks while cleaning the baby's face

"Mr. Redgrave, his shower is ready." The babysitter announces.

I think I should let her handle this. I already scared them much volunteering to put him to sleep last night and feeding him breakfast this morning.

"OK. I'll take a shower too."

I pet his head and walk back to the bedroom. I wonder how things are going back in the home with Papa and Amanda, I call her but she doesn't then I try Papa Danny.

*Hi Papa! How is it going with you and Amanda?*

*Oh hello, Candie baby. Good so far, would be better with you here. Are you having fun with the baby boy?*

*Uh... yeah, sure. He's is lovely. You'd love to meet him.*

*Sure I'd. I can't wait.*

*Where's Amanda? I'm trying to call her.*

*She went out this morning, she told me she wanted to see around. Has been a long time since she came here, I bet she miss this.*

*Yeh, sure...*

*I'll be back on Monday, OK Please, take care.*

*You too, baby. Have fun.*

I end the phone call wondering where Amanda could be. (I could bet Amanda would find an excuse to skip away.)

I feel bad for Papa Danny, I thought I could make Amanda keep her part of the deal. He never saw Amanda's true colors. Papa loves both of us.

Sometimes I think this is my fault, I'm covering her since we were both kids. Our father was never in the picture, then mom left. Our grandparents took care of us till grandma died when we still were teenagers. It was only us and Papa Danny, I had to grow up fast but Amanda always refused to think about anything else besides herself.

I try to call Amanda again, she finally picks up.

*Hey Candie, what do you want?*

*Where are you Amanda?*

*Hey... calm down. I'm just hanging out with some old friends.*

*Amanda, the deal was you'd stay with Papa Danny the whole weekend.*

*Don't worry, Candice. I'm just catching up with some friends, I'll be back to him soon*

*No, Amanda. You should come back to your house.*

*What? Why? The deal was for the weekend.*

*Yes, but things changed. Your husband is at home now, this was not part of the deal. Also, you're not spending time with Papa anyway.*

*Jackson is at home? But this is not my fault, he said he would be out all weekend.*

*I don't care he is here now. Come back*

*Look, Candice. I talk to you later, OK?*

*No! Amanda, you have to c...*

She shut the phone call in my face before I could finish.

"That fucking..."

I'm fuming, I knew I shouldn't trust Amanda. I'm really frustrated now, I decide to take a shower then think about what to do.

I open the shower to let the water run down to my body, it feels good. Makes me relax a little, when I finish I wrap the towel around me. When I open the door I bump into Jackson's hard chest.

"Oh my God!" As an instinct, I jump and hold the towel stronger while Jackson holds me by the shoulders.

"Christ! Amanda! What are you doing here?"

"Uh? I just..." (OMG I'm drooling.)

I didn't have the chance to see him right last night. He is even more handsome than I thought. He's not a bodybuilder but he's very athletic, it's perfect. Perfect and pissed.

"I agreed when you decided to have your own room, now you're here out of the shower, wearing just a towel. Stop playing your fucking games with me, Amanda."

He's yelling at me, his face is menacing but I have no idea what he's talking about.

"I'm just... I'm sorry. I was just having a shower."