Carter frowned. Innocently, he said, ‘I didn’t put anything in it. I bought this.” North gave him the milk. “Then drink it.”
Olivia stopped her son, “North, he’s just being. nice. She introduced, ‘Carter, this is North. He’s my son, so that makes him your godbrother.” She then looked at North. “North, this is my godson, Carter.”
Realization struck Carter. No wonder he got in my way and said all that stuff. “I like her, but I won’t take her away from you. I’m not trying to get anything here.”
He took the milk from North and gulped half of it before he handed it to North. “See, I didn’t put any…” And he spat some milk out. He froze and blinked in innocence as he forced the rest of the milk down his throat. He quickly explained, ‘I didn’t spike the drink. Just drank too much, that’s all.”
The boy rubbed his belly, and Olivia was amused. ‘Alright, alright. I believe you.” Carter looked so funny that North almost couldn’t hold back his laughter. “You’d better be who you say you are.”
Carter smiled at him. “So, you’re Godmother’s son. Great, I have a brother now.” North shot him an awkward look. “I’m not going to be your brother.” Carter blinked. “Then, I’ll be your brother.”
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