“Aw, Sophie.” Isaac rubbed his forehead against mine. “I love you.” He paused, then grinned like a loon. “You do realize what your Uncle James is going to say, don’t you?”
I thought and came up blank. “What?”
Isaac chuckled and hugged me tightly. “That I’ve grabbed myself a granny.”
“Humph!” I mock scowled, feeling so happy I wanted to cry. “That would make you a granddad.”
Isaac’s expression was priceless.
I smirked.
Nothing better than having the last word.