"Are you excited, little duck?" Stryker asked as he fastened his Jamie into the car, kissing his nose in a way that had an adorable, goofy smile crossing the boy's face.

"Huh-huh," Jamie murmured with a nod. He had his hair pinned up in two tiny little pigtails and his face had been painted to look like a kitten. In his hands, half a bar of melted chocolate was squished in on, and a sippy cup of milkshake was in the other. "Where go now, Daddy?"

"Wherever you want, little bug," Stryker cooed, checking his straps one last time. "We're going shopping and you can go in whatever shop you...