Page 41 of Bossy Baby

“We need to have breakfast and get to work. So tonight? That is, if you can be good today.”

He’d forgotten it was time to take care of responsibilities. “Okay.”

“I was just coming up to find out what you wanted to drink.”

“Milk?”

“I can do that.” Mac looked around the room. “I’ll tell you what. How about you pick something to bring to the shop with you today? A stuffy or a toy. Whatever you want.”

“Really?”

Mac lifted Hayley off his lap and set him on his feet. “I’m going to get breakfast finished. You have five minutes, boy. So choose quickly.”

“I will,” Hayley promised.

He received a sweet kiss before Mac walked out of the room, leaving Hayley with so many things to choose from. What should he pick? Something that would mean something special to them.

Oh, this was hard.

Hayley stepped in front of the bookcase and peeked in several containers, but nothing spoke to him. Maybe a stuffy?

All the stuffed animals were lines up in two rows.

He looked over the bears, puppies, kittens, and other animals. He almost chose one of the kittens but then he saw it. In the corner. A Chewbacca stuffy.

Hayley grabbed it and brought it to his face to nuzzle.

So soft and perfect.

Before he could get distracted, Hayley walked to the door. He’d get to play later.

Hayley shut the doors behind him before he walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

Mac was bent over, getting something out of the bottom cabinet. How had Hayley ended up here? Who did he need to thank? Mac was so strong, kind, and Hayley wanted to shout from the rooftops that he belonged to Hayley.

Was it too soon to be feeling so possessive? Hayley had never felt this way in his life.

“Hey! You okay? You look lost in thought,” Mac said as he turned and spotted Hayley.

“I’m fine,” Hayley responded. “Just admiring a handsome man making me breakfast.”

“It’s not much. I’m still learning. I figured we could manage pancakes and sausage with your broken arm, though.”

“I’ll never complain about pancakes,” Hayley shared. He freaking loved pancakes. They reminded him of Sunday mornings at home. His mom always made pancakes on Sunday. Then they’d go down to the lake and spend the day as a family. He skipped over to the table and gasped. “Oh my God!”

“Is it okay? I wasn’t sure.”

“Are you kidding me?” Hayley had to stop himself from picking up the plate. A plate that was obviously bought specially for him. “It’s got Chewbacca on it.” He held up the stuffy he’d picked.

“Oh wow, it’s kind of perfect then. I’m glad I chose this one. I bought several different ones. Since we share love for theStar Warsuniverse, I thought this would be perfect for our first breakfast together.”

The child divided plate was so awesome! Hayley dropped down into his chair. Pushing the food around, he checked out his plate. Mac had already cut up the pancakes and sausage. The large plastic fork matched the plate and… “And a sippy cup?”

“Of course.” Mac hovered by the table.

Hayley grabbed the sippy cup with his left hand. Not only would the cup be easier to drink out of since his left hand wasn’t as strong as his right, but it was super cute. Hayley brought the cup up to his lips.

Mac was watching him with so much need on his face.

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