Chapter 87
Jack
"When did you get so large, hmmn?" I lift Lanny high above me, his little feet kicking like he's trying to take flight. He lets out a bubbly laugh, the kind that squeezes your heart in a way that almost hurts because it's so pure.
I grin up at him, and for a moment everything else blurs out — it's just me and this tiny, chubby-cheeked human who somehow made everything in my life make sense.
"Look at those teeth," I murmur, squinting at his gummy little grin. Four tiny teeth. Four. That's enough to end me. I swear, sometimes I think cuteness aggression is going to be the death of me.
"Ahhh," I groan dramatically, pulling him down against my chest, hugging him close like I might never let go.
"Wawawalawalawaa…" he coos, face half buried against my shoulder.
"'Walalawawa' to you too, buddy," I reply solemnly, as if we've just exchanged state secrets.
