“Look,” Jason said, sighing heavily as he rubbed the back of his neck, “I just don’t think this is going to work out. I’m sorry.”
Sighing, because really, what else was she supposed to do at this point? Haley couldn’t help but nod in agreement as she finished off the last bite of the incredibly delicious Boston Cream pie that Reese dropped off for her. “You know? I think you’re right. I’ll have my stuff packed up and out of here by the end of the week,” she said, placing her empty plate on the coffee table while she bit back a smile as Jason watched the move through narrowed eyes.
“I think it would be for the best,” he bit out, nodding in agreement as she sat there debating on telling him about the cake with extra buttercream frosting in the fridge but then she wouldn’t have a snack to look forward to at two in the morning.
“You’re not leaving me with him,” Cole mumbled absently from the other end of the couch where he was trying to sleep for some reason.
Jason narrowed his eyes on their oldest son and bit out, “I want a paternity test.”