Chapter forty-one

David's POV

"I'm not sure what to call him," I heard Killian whisper.

"Do I call him David or dad?" 

"Honey. You can call him whatever you're comfortable with, alright?" Char whispered back.

Killian looked up over his moms shoulder and released her. She turned and watched him approach me. Stopping right in front of me, he held out his little handle to shake mine. I crouched down and smiled, taking his hand in mine to shake it. 

"Hi, mom said that we were gonna hang out and eat lunch together? So where are we going? Are you hungry?" He asked.

"I am. Are you? If not we don't have to go out and eat, we can go to the park, or even just stay here and talk. As for where we're going we can get whatever you want. I was gonna let you pick."

"Okay, yeah. I'm hungry, can we get pizza?"

I heard Charlie giggling behind him as my smile grew ten times bigger on my face.

"Pizza it is little guy, I know the perfect plac