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He swiped his finger over the phone screen before bringing the device up to his ear. “Hi!” Wait, that was too high. That was his little voice. “Hello.” He tried again.
Carson’s warm laughter filled his ear. “What are you doing, baby?”
Sam bit his lip. He really liked his strawberry gloss. Adam had found it for him and he wished he had another one.
“Sam?”
“No-thing,” he sing-songed.
“Hmm,” Carson said. “Is my boy playing?”
Gasping, Sam looked around. How did Carson know that? Did he have secret powers? Like looking through walls?
“I’m going to take that as a yes. I don’t want to interrupt if you’re playing but I did want to check on you. Are you okay?”
“Mm-hmm.” Sam was fine. Of course, he was fine. He was full of tea and little sandwiches. And cookies. So many cookies! “Cookies!”
“You have cookies or you want cookies?” Carson asked.
Oh no, he couldn’t eat any more cookies. His stomach ached. “No more cookies.” He didn’t think he’d eat another cookie for a long long time. At least a full day.
“Okay, baby, no more cookies.”
That was right. He’d eaten too many already. “Tea though?”
“Tea?”
“Tea party!” Sam said happily while clapping. He dropped the phone and frowned at it. Picking it back up, Sam could hear Carson talking but didn’t know what he said. “You come to tea party?” he asked.
“I would love to come to a tea party,” Carson responded. “Can I come now?”
“Come now, we have tea.”
“Okay, baby, I’m on my way.”
“K.” Sam hung up the phone. Suddenly he remembered that he was still dressed up. And his hair wasn’t even done. How was he going to have a tea party with his Daddy if he hadn’t fixed his hair?
“Sad, sad, sad, sad,” Sam admonished himself. He didn’t have time to curl his hair pretty but he crawled across the room to the tall mirror and peered at it. “Pretty!” He really was a pretty boy. He picked up his brush and ran it over his hair until it shined. He applied more of his red strawberry lip gloss just as a knock came on the door.
“I get it!” He jumped up and raced toward the door. He didn’t waste time and pulled the door open while bouncing on his toes.
“Hey, baby.” Carson stood in the hall holding a pink box.
“What that?” He pointed to the box.
“It’s a present for my baby boy.”
“Me?” He pointed to his chest.
“Yes, you. Can I come in?”
“Yes!” He waved his hand and waited until Carson stepped inside and locked the door behind him before poking the box. “For me!”
Carson sat the box down on the table next to Sam’s keys. “First, I need to see my beautiful baby boy. Let me see your pretty outfit.”
Happily, Sam twirled around, holding the hem of his skirt out, and giving him a curtsey. Carson’s eyes darkened and Sam knew desire when he saw it. He smacked his lips. “Pretty?”
“Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. You make a stunning little baby doll. And I like your shiny lips. How do they taste?”
