June 1st excerpt:
The coffee was almost done when he got back and he smiled in triumph. It wouldn’t get cold on him.
Dean went over to the nightstand to get Jacob up for the day. “Wakey, wakey! Eggs and bakey!” With a grin, he opened up the drawer and peered in to search for where the kid was sleeping. His eyes softened a little when he saw the guy curled up in the flannel shirt. It was almost bunched right over his head for sleep.
He reached in, nudging the shirt off of the tiny form and scooping him up into a loose fist again. “C’mon, half-pint. Time for some coffee.”