“Hey, buddy. I sure did,” I push myself up and pull him onto my chest, tickling him and making him squirm and giggle hysterically.
“I’m sorry,” Lucia mouths.
“No problem at all,” I reply with a wink. I mean, I love this kid. “Any chance of some coffee?”
“Sure.” She ruffles Matthias’ hair. “Don’t wear out your Uncle Jax, munchkin,” she says before she disappears out of sight.
“Why didn’t you wake me up when you got here?” Matthias says when he’s finally stopped giggling.
“It was very late and you were sound asleep,” I tell him.
“You should have come got me. You could have stayed in my room.” He grins at me.
“I could have, huh?”
“Yeah. Next time you sleep over will you stay in my room with me?”
“Sure, buddy,” I smile at him, but all my deviant brain is thinking about is how much I’d love another sleepover with his mom.