Book 3 - Chapter Fifty Three

Callan’s POV

I’m busy playing with Maxton, pretending to let him pin me to the floor as we play wrestle. A knock on the door has me sitting up, lifting the toddler off me, and placing him beside my legs, on the floor.

‘Hold up bud’ I tell him, ruffling his hair, ‘someone is at the door, maybe Mama already ordered us dessert, I’ll go look.’ Standing up, I turn back to the little boy, giving him my sternest look, ‘you stay here OK? Just in case.’

Maxton nods, sliding back to the floor and tugging some blocks out of a bag that Mackenzie used the night before to tidy up some of his toys.

Happy that he’s distracted, I make my way to the front door, pulling it open without bothering to check the peep hole.

My mouth falls open as Elizabeth smiles back at me, a thousand dollar, designer bag loop……