Page 62 of Mr. Infuriating (Mister #1)

Gabe

The familiar conflicted feelings had stirred in my gut when Jake had “helped” me clean up while Gretchen packed. It had been just the two of us, and I’d worried maybe he’d be shy without his mom around.

Turns out, he’d been just the opposite.

He was bold and eager, a lot like Bodhi had been. And adorably funny. I’d enjoyed hanging out with him these last few days, and part of me felt guilty about it. Like I was somehow cheating on my son by liking being around another little boy.

Finding out Bodhi and Jake shared a birthday seemed like a sign. But for what exactly, I wasn’t sure.