Page 30 of A Daddy of the Heart
“Forget it.” Willem shushed him. “You needed a time out, and I was home to take care of our kids, so don’t beat yourself up – unless you really do want a punishment spanking.”
Eli shook his head. “No Daddy. I don’t want one of those.”
“Then don’t beat yourself up for being human, boy.” He lifted their joined fingers to his mouth. He pressed a kiss to the back of Eli’s hand. “Why don’t you grab your picture and come downstairs? I made spaghetti.”
“With garlic bread?” Eli asked hopefully.
“Now would I ever make it without?” Willem asked, as he tugged Eli out of bed.
“No, Daddy.” Eli stood, then wrapped his arms around him. “Cause you’re the bestest Daddy.”
Willem chuckled. “Well, this bestest Daddy needs to get back downstairs before our children make a huge mess.”
Eli actually giggled, and it was probably the best damn thing Willem had heard in the past week. Damn, he had missed his boy’s laugh.
