Thorn was feeding Bella her lunch before he had to head to the arena for the fights. She kept turning her head away from the baby food and snarling her nose up at him. Janis leaned on the kitchen counter, trying to not laugh. He was already covered in peas from Bella, flailing around to avoid eating it.

“Come on, Pickles. Eat up. Yummy-yummy for the tummy. Look. Daddy likes it.”

Thorn took a taste of the strained peas and gagged as the disgusting taste hit his taste buds. He spat it out in his hand, wiping his tongue on his sleeve.

“What the heck? That’s nasty. Bella. Daddy’s so...