“Good night, Rebecca, Thaddeus.”
“Good night, Mr. Tom.”
“Close the door please, son?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Jack waited until they left the room.
“Jack…” Tom looked confused.
Well, Jack could hardly blame him. He was confused as well himself.
“She didn’t expect to kiss me good night, did she? I didn’t make her feel bad, did I? Jesus, I’m so bad with kids…”
“It’s all right.” Jack rubbed Tom’s shoulder. He hadn’t planned on doing this now, but what the hell. “I’ll explain it to her, and you can let her kiss you good morning.”
“Good morning?”
“I want you to stay the night.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Jack.” Tom sounded uneasy.
“Oh yes, buddy. You promised to stick around for better or for worse. You’re not weaseling out of the worse part now.”
“I know you don’t mean about your kids staying here.”
“Asshole. Of course not. Those two are the best part of me and their momma.”