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Forrest’s attention was split, but nowhere near evenly because while he had been trying to reread a favorite book of his, his gaze now rested on his son. Jordan was currently napping on the elder Harper-Todd’s chest after a few hours of play and now unknowingly held his father captive on the living room couch. “Alright, let’s see what we can do here,” Forrest remarked as he tried to sit up without disturbing the younger male. “A helping hand would be quite nice right about now, I’ll admit.”













