Page 118 of Loving Kai

He and Maggie left the house, and he put Kai into his car seat, then handed the keys to Maggie. “You drive. My vision is slightly impaired.”

“That’s not good.”

“I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

Maggie drove them to Abe’s house, then carried the sleeping Kai to the bedroom. Abe sat on the couch and listened to her talk quietly to Kai, who was probably still asleep. Or at least out of it.

When she came into the living room, she sat next to Abe and took his hand. “So, do you want to tell me what happened?”

“No. Maybe tomorrow. Right now, I want to close my eyes and listen to you talk quietly like you did to Kai.” He lay his head back on the couch and closed his eyes.

“Okay, my love. I can do that.”

Chapter twenty-nine

“Not really in the mood, brother.”

Abe didn’t remember moving to the bed, but when he woke up to the sound of Kai babbling to himself, he was in bed with Maggie next to him. He put his arm around her, and she turned to him.

“How did you sleep?”

“Like the dead. I don’t even remember coming in here.”

“You were pretty out of it. I was afraid you had a concussion or something.”

“Slight headache. A few bruises. Good to go.”

Kai stood up in his crib and started bouncing. “Papa. Mama.”

Maggie shook her head. “I don’t want him to get confused.”

Abe sat up. “He’s not wrong. Maybe a little premature, but…” He glanced at her. “If you want to keep correcting him, it’s fine.”

She rolled onto her back. “I don’t know what I want.”

“Now you sound like me. I finally figured things out. Now you’re backpedaling.”

“I’m not backpedaling.”

“You kind of are.” He turned to her and took her hand. “What do I need to do to convince you that I’m in this all the way?”

“It’s just a lot, Abe.”

He let go of her hand and stood up. “Fine. I get it. No pressure.”

She raised onto an elbow. “Don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad.” He grabbed a diaper and laid Kai down. “Let’s get you changed, kid.”

Maggie came up behind him, then stood beside him. “Can we just go with the status quo for now?”

“Yes.”

She nudged him. “You’re mad.”

“I’m not mad.” He finished diapering Kai, then lifted him out of the crib. “I’m going to get mad if you keep telling me I’m mad.”

Maggie raised a hand. “I’m sorry.”