Max waves goodbye at me, then to Kennedy before bringing his chubby little hand to his mouth and blowing a sloppy kiss her way. “Oh, come on!” I protest. “I’m right here, man!” Kai shakes his head with a suppressed smile and Max’s laughter follows them all the way down the hall to his bedroom. The room settles back into watching the game on TV. “Jealous of a two-year-old,” Kennedy says quietly. “That’s a new look for you.” “I’ve been jealous over you for years, Ken. Couldn’t care less how old the guy is.”
