“I don’t want to!” Sharon wrapped her arms around Shane’s neck as she said petulantly, “I want to call him dad. Mommy, since you won’t tell Connor and me who our real dad is, then I’m going to call Mr. Shane dad from now on.”
“You—” Natalie’s face reddened as she struggled to come up with a reply.
The corner of Shane’s mouth twitched with humor. “It’s fine; just let them be. I’m quite happy to be their Dad.”
Connor’s sharp eyes blinked several times at his words as if he was in serious contemplation.
A moment later, Connor tugged on the corner of Natalie’s blouse and said, “Mommy, I’ll go to school with Sharon. I haven’t been there in a long time.”
“Ok.” Knowing it was pointless to stop him, Natalie agreed.
I guess it’d be good if he went to school. I’ll feel a bit more at ease if he was with Sharon.
“Yay!” Connor clapped his hands in glee.
Shane pulled Connor along with him as he carried Sharon in one arm. “We’ll leave now,” he said to Natalie.
“Ok,” replied Natalie, and she walked with them to the elevator lobby.
The elevator arrived at their floor quickly, and the two kids kissed Natalie goodbye before following Shane into the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, Connor poked Shane in his waist to catch his attention. “Mr. Shane, just now you said that you would be happy to be our dad, right?”
Shane put Sharon down before looking intently at Connor. “That’s right.”
“So what Uncle Stanley said is true,” said Connor as he nodded thoughtfully.
Shane’s eyes narrowed with a hint of displeasure when he heard Stanley’s name. “What did he say?”
“A few days ago, I heard Uncle Stanley talking about you and mommy when he was on the phone. He said that you like mommy.”
“I heard that too,” Sharon cut in with a raised hand, not wanting to be left out.
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