Page 25 of A Daddy for Mother's Day

“I do.”

“Wow! Mommy, can I have his autograph?” he blurts.

His eyes are filled with hope and excitement as my stomach forms knots.

“Why Brady’s autograph, bud?”

“Uh, duh! He’s the best quarterback ever. He’s my absolute favorite!”

“I see, I see. Well, I can try. Can you go do your homework while we wait for the pizza? Then, we can read together when dinner’s over.”

“Okay! I love you, Mom!”

“Love you, too, kiddo.”

Of course Brady fucking Thomas is Liam’s favorite.

Shit.