Steve was great babysitter; holding the baby in one hand, a birra in the other, watching a football game.
“You see Grace, that’s a first down. We’re doing good.” He says, pointing at the screen.
“It’s not like she’s going to like football.” te say as te hand him the bottle.
“Nah, Grace is gonna be the first girl quarterback, aren’t te Grace?” Your boyfriend says, giving her a gentle squeeze.
te smile as te lean against the door frame, looking at your boyfriend.
He smiles up at you. “When can we get one?”
“Get one?” te laugh.
