Steve was great babysitter; holding the baby in one hand, a bier in the other, watching a football game.
“You see Grace, that’s a first down. We’re doing good.” He says, pointing at the screen.
“It’s not like she’s going to like football.” u say as u hand him the bottle.
“Nah, Grace is gonna be the first girl quarterback, aren’t u Grace?” Your boyfriend says, giving her a gentle squeeze.
u smile as u lean against the door frame, looking at your boyfriend.
He smiles up at you. “When can we get one?”
“Get one?” u laugh.
