Oh, it wasn’t that he and Austin weren’t getting along, because they were. In fact, in her opinion, they were getting along too nicely. It seemed they had totally forgotten her very existence. What really bothered her was the fact that the man she rarely got along with was getting along perfectly fine with her son. As she sat on the love seat watching as Austin eagerly told Trask about all the things he wanted them to do together for the holidays, her heart went out to her son. She hadn’t realized just how starved he had been for male companionship and a father figure in his life. She shook her head as she studied Trask. He seemed to be hanging on to Austin’s every word. She didn’t like admitting it, but he was a natural at handling her son. If she didn’t know better, she would suspect he had a kid or two stashed away someplace and just wasn’t saying so. But she knew that wasn’t the case. If Trask had fathered a child, he would be the type of man to acknowledge it. He would not abandon his child like Steven had abandoned his.
