The following morning Mac woke to Bonkers barking at the door.
"Mac!! Who's at the door?"
"I'm not sure love. It's only six in the morning."
Sliding into his track pants he headed downstairs to answer the door.
"Sit Bonkers. Good boy."
Opening the door he found Don standing there looking upset.
"What's the problem Don. You do have my number you know."
"I know Mac. I just need to talk. Last night I kissed Angell. Don't give me that look. I don't know why I did it either. I just did."
"And this upset you, because?"
"She's my partner Mac. We work together. It shouldn't have happened."
"Look Don. I'm not one to judge on relationships or companionship. But you must have had a reason for kissing her. Was she upset? Did she fight you, or did she kiss you back?"
Mac felt awkward. He sucked at relationships till he finally realized it was Stella he was always hungering for. Even still, he wasn't the right one to talk about feelings too.
"Listen Don. Help yourself to coffee. I'll get Stella to talk to you. She's more capable of understanding."
"No Mac. You can't tell her. Please. I don't want anyone else to know."
"Okay Don, relax. How about Danny? He dated Lindsay, maybe he could help you."
"Oh no. That's not going to happen. He's the last one that I'd tell. Forget it, you take this to the grave Mac. At least till I figure out what I want."
"Oh hey Don. What brings you here so early?"
"I came to see how Bonkers was doing. Is he adjusting to the Taylor life?"
"He's doing fine Don. Would you like some coffee?"
"Sure Stel. Thanks."
It was at that moment Mac heard Mitch through the monitor.
"I'll be right back Don."
Listening as Mac walked up the stairs, he could hear everything.
"Here you go Don."
"Thanks Stel. Listen to Mac talking to Mitch."
"Good morning daddy's little man. How are you son? Besides soaked. Look at you with your little wet tuishy. Here we go, that's it son, don't worry daddy will have you feeling nice and dry in no time. Just give me a second to reach the baby wipes.
Aww..there we go son. Nice and clean. Now let's get you some dry clothes."
Opening the drawer Mac pulled out little pants with a red shirt.
"Eww..isn't that a yucky color Mitch. Do see that bright color. I bet daddy's boy does. It's nice and bright isn't it. That must be one mommy bought you. We really need to talk to her about getting you some dark colors son. Just wait till you are older. Daddy will take you shopping for black jeans and t-shirts. Then we will watch all the girls drool and chase you around the mall."
Stella and Don were laughing. Mac sounded so damn adorable talking with his son.
"Alright then. We are all dressed up and ready to go. Let's go get breakfast and see Unlce Don. Yeah, he needs another man to help him sort out his woman problems. Yes he does son."
Stella looked at Don.
"Woman problems?? What kind of woman problems Don??"
"Never you mind Stel. Just let it drop. Mac, pass me that handsom boy over here."
Placing his son in Don's arms. Mac went to heat the bottle.