Chapter Thirty-Four: Cute Memories 

Avery’s POV

“Really, Thane, really?”

I bring out the toy box from the gift bag, still examining it in utter bewilderment.

“What?”

He stops working on his laptop and looks at me.

It's past 8 PM. And it's not surprising that he loves burying himself in work when it's getting late. Dressed casually in his spotless white robe, he looks appealing and…

Avery, focus!

“Did I do something wrong?”

I knock myself back on track.

“You got a wooden puzzle?”

Unable to keep it civil, I cackle, laughing my ass out and sniffing all through. Setting them on the table, I gawk at the more pink pieces with a mix of other colors.

“It has a toy… it's a toy.” He stutters.

“Oh, my god.” I seal my lips in my palms and resume laughing. “You'll make a bad father.” I don't go easy on him.

“That bad?”

He stops working fully and just looks from the puzzle pieces on the table, and back at me.

“Horrible.”

I chuckle.

“Jeez.” I pause. “Who would it to you?”