Dad Bods {ManXMan} NaNoWriMo 2018✔

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I couldn't look Eric in the eyes that night, or the next day. Janet didn't know anything and kept going on about how Eric was on drugs. The rest of that weekend was more than stressful for me. So when Monday finally came around I was more than happy to get out of my house and go to work, today I didn't even care that the asshole who'd been stealing my spot was once again there, even after I had left a note on their windshield last week. Twice.

But it wasn't going to bother me, with my head held high I parked in a few spots and walked into my building, greeting the two ladies that were chatting at the desk and walked to stairs to my office door. Or at least I tried to before I could make it into the stairwell my name was called from behind me. I turned around to come face to face with a smiling Scott, who held two hot cups in his hand with steam filtering from the lid. "Hey! I bought you coffee, I wasn't sure what you liked so..." I took the outstretched mug from Scott's hand, once his hand was free the smaller man dug into his pockets pulling out three packets of sugar and four creamers.

I laughed taking one of each and sat the coffee mug down on a nearby table, emptying sugar and cream into the steaming hot liquid. "Thanks," I told him with a smile, earning a toothy grin from Scott before we both started up the stairs.

"Don't worry about it," Scott said taking each step gracefully beside me. Today Scott wore a deep brown suit, that actually reminded me a lot of something my father had worn in the 80's. But not in a bad way, it didn't fit him as my father's suit did obviously. He wore a dark blue tie with the suit and a white dress shirt. His hair was untouched by product and he looked like he hasn't slept at all last night, so before I bid him a farewell I opened the door to my office, nodding my head hoping he would get the hint to come inside.

It didn't take long for Scott to understand my gesture as he stepped into my office with a loud, dramatic sigh and threw himself into Jennifer's desk chair. "I feel like I could fall asleep right here." He complained, rubbing his two hands down his face as he leaned his head back. His coffee resting on her desk. I frowned, leaning my body on the half wall that separates the front desk from the back of the office, which was really just a hallway that leads to my own office, and to the door to the exam room.

"Still not sleeping?"

Scott let out another long sigh. "I'm working on a case, husband and wife, seven kids involved, half one foster, three adopted, three their own. It's a sticky case, and I'm not a family case lawyer, but this is the case my grandfather wanted me on for my first one. Said it builds character" He rolled his eyes. "Because helping tear down the walls of a broken home is totally a character trait I want people to think I have."

I pulled up a nearby chair, and sat in next to him and gave his arm a light squeeze." Nobody is going to think you as the bulldozer to a broken home. I think a good majority of people understand it's your job, and if they don't, well they're not smart enough to use a good lawyer anyway." I said with a smile, Scott peeked his closed eyes open and looked at me, then to my arm. That I didn't realize until that very moment was still rested on his arm, quickly I pulled it away and sat it on my lap. Scott smiled, sitting upright as he took a deep breath.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just a hard case. Dad wants the house, but mom wants to still live there, the dad doesn't want her in his house. Which belongs to both of them seeing as they had built it together and both of their names are on all of the contracts. Both of them want to be the main caregiver of the children. Both want the other to only have weekend visits. It's... a lot."

"You sound like you need a night out of your head."

"Out of my head?" He raised an eyebrow, giving me a curious glance. "What, you want to take me out, Doctor?" He smirked.