No need. My treat. Nick was sending a monthly allowance to Justin, despite Justin’s initial protests, but he was happy to splurge on Colton, too. The least he could do was feed Colton, and if spending time with him truly meant that much to Colton, well. Nick meant it when he said he’d be there every day as long as Colton needed company. Colton wasn’t his son, but he was… special. A friend, yes, but he wouldn’t take off work to spend his afternoons with just any friend, buying them mountains of food and losing at video games for their entertainment.
