mummy?"
"Yes."
I whisper back.
"Tell me. I won't tell daddy."
I laugh and hold him back at arm ’ s length.
"It's a surprise Finley. Now go and have a good time with daddy."
I give him a big kiss. I'm always sad when we separate.
"Be a good boy."
"OK mummy."
I smile as I watch him go and collect his overnight bag.
"I wish you could come with us."
I look over at Jax.
"Even if I wasn't at work today I still wouldn't come. You two need your father and son time together without me. You've missed out on enough because of me."
Jax quickly walks over to me and softly wraps his hand around the back of my neck.
"You need to stop thinking like that. We're all together now."
I look away from his face.
"I can't forget Jax. What I did to you-"
Jax cuts me off.
"I don't want to hear anymore Kendal. I don't think like that , so neither should you."
He gives me a deep kiss before I can speak again.
"Oooooooo! You're kissing!"
We quickly step apart and Finley is right there, wide smile and looking straight at us. Jax and I look at each other then break into laughter.
Be
I wave them off as they drive away in Jax's car , I can't help but think about what I have done to Jax. What I have stopped him from experiencing. How can he be OK with what I did? I know that he thinks about it because I sometimes catch him staring at old pictures of me and Finley. I really want to make it up to him. Maybe Finley's idea of a baby isn't so bad. I know I want to be with Jax for the rest of my life, I know I can't live without him. I won't say anything to him though because that topic of conversation is way too soon.
~Jax~
I wish Kendal were here to see this right now. Finley is looking at the row of child size guitars with a look of awe. As soon as I told him where we were he was bouncing in the car seat. I just had to buy him a guitar, the way he looked at me with amazement when he watched me play was priceless. A moment I won't ever forget. I knew he would love one of his own and as soon as I found the perfect shop , I had to bring Finley.
The shop was a little out of town but for what I wanted for Finley, it was perfect. Here Finley can get an acoustic guitar that's perfect for his size and it can be personalized however he likes.
Finley points to a black guitar that has red down the sides and under the strings. It's by far the best one here.
"I like that one daddy."
"Are you sure that's the one you want?"
"Yeah. It looks like a rock star one."
He makes me so proud. I let the owner know that it's the one. We're the only three people in here. I didn't tell Kendal that I closed the shop down for me and Finley. She didn't take it well when I did the same for his birthday. The thing is, sometimes it's just easier this way. I didn't want to risk being approached by fans while I'm here shopping with my son for his birthday.
When the owner brings out Finley's choice in guitar it's time to personalize it. He wants his name ' Finley Parker' scrolled on the red side panel. Not long after I found out about Finley, Kendal and I had changed his surname from Kendal's to mine.
It was Kendal who wanted to change it as quick as possible, of course I wanted Finley to have my last name but I didn't want to anger or hurt Kendal. There was no need to tell Finley about this, because I don't think he would understand what we were telling him.
In white writing on the black front he wants 'Rock Star.' surrounded by white stars. It's going to look awesome, it would usually take a couple of weeks to complete but I want it finished in time for Finley's birthday on Friday. It's amazing what flashing a little cash can do.
When that's all done , we make our way through the crowd of paparazzi to my car and go to the McDonald's drive through before we head home. While we are at McDonald's Finley turns to look at me all serious looking.
"Are Uncle Max and Uncle Leo at your house?"
"Yes."
"What about their dinner?"
"They'll be fine."
"No daddy, that's
"Yes."
I whisper back.
"Tell me. I won't tell daddy."
I laugh and hold him back at arm ’ s length.
"It's a surprise Finley. Now go and have a good time with daddy."
I give him a big kiss. I'm always sad when we separate.
"Be a good boy."
"OK mummy."
I smile as I watch him go and collect his overnight bag.
"I wish you could come with us."
I look over at Jax.
"Even if I wasn't at work today I still wouldn't come. You two need your father and son time together without me. You've missed out on enough because of me."
Jax quickly walks over to me and softly wraps his hand around the back of my neck.
"You need to stop thinking like that. We're all together now."
I look away from his face.
"I can't forget Jax. What I did to you-"
Jax cuts me off.
"I don't want to hear anymore Kendal. I don't think like that , so neither should you."
He gives me a deep kiss before I can speak again.
"Oooooooo! You're kissing!"
We quickly step apart and Finley is right there, wide smile and looking straight at us. Jax and I look at each other then break into laughter.
Be
I wave them off as they drive away in Jax's car , I can't help but think about what I have done to Jax. What I have stopped him from experiencing. How can he be OK with what I did? I know that he thinks about it because I sometimes catch him staring at old pictures of me and Finley. I really want to make it up to him. Maybe Finley's idea of a baby isn't so bad. I know I want to be with Jax for the rest of my life, I know I can't live without him. I won't say anything to him though because that topic of conversation is way too soon.
~Jax~
I wish Kendal were here to see this right now. Finley is looking at the row of child size guitars with a look of awe. As soon as I told him where we were he was bouncing in the car seat. I just had to buy him a guitar, the way he looked at me with amazement when he watched me play was priceless. A moment I won't ever forget. I knew he would love one of his own and as soon as I found the perfect shop , I had to bring Finley.
The shop was a little out of town but for what I wanted for Finley, it was perfect. Here Finley can get an acoustic guitar that's perfect for his size and it can be personalized however he likes.
Finley points to a black guitar that has red down the sides and under the strings. It's by far the best one here.
"I like that one daddy."
"Are you sure that's the one you want?"
"Yeah. It looks like a rock star one."
He makes me so proud. I let the owner know that it's the one. We're the only three people in here. I didn't tell Kendal that I closed the shop down for me and Finley. She didn't take it well when I did the same for his birthday. The thing is, sometimes it's just easier this way. I didn't want to risk being approached by fans while I'm here shopping with my son for his birthday.
When the owner brings out Finley's choice in guitar it's time to personalize it. He wants his name ' Finley Parker' scrolled on the red side panel. Not long after I found out about Finley, Kendal and I had changed his surname from Kendal's to mine.
It was Kendal who wanted to change it as quick as possible, of course I wanted Finley to have my last name but I didn't want to anger or hurt Kendal. There was no need to tell Finley about this, because I don't think he would understand what we were telling him.
In white writing on the black front he wants 'Rock Star.' surrounded by white stars. It's going to look awesome, it would usually take a couple of weeks to complete but I want it finished in time for Finley's birthday on Friday. It's amazing what flashing a little cash can do.
When that's all done , we make our way through the crowd of paparazzi to my car and go to the McDonald's drive through before we head home. While we are at McDonald's Finley turns to look at me all serious looking.
"Are Uncle Max and Uncle Leo at your house?"
"Yes."
"What about their dinner?"
"They'll be fine."
"No daddy, that's
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