His brow rose at me, but he kept packing. "You're keeping tabs on me now?"
I shrugged as I brought my legs under me and sat on my ankles. "It seemed fair to return the favor."
"Are you afraid I'll give the kids a stepmom?" he said with a smile.
"No. I know that you're afraid to have a girlfriend because you can't get over your dead wife," I blurted out and instantly regretted it.
His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed on me. I looked down at Mikko's bedding and started picking at it. Obviously he still wasn't over it. His reaction told me he wasn't over her. A dead woman was ruining my children's chance at having their parents together.
"I don't know how you found out about her, but you don't know half of it." His tone left no room for disagreement. "You should go pack up what you'll need for the kids. I'm dropping you off at Finn's once you're done packing."