Remember: everything Clayton | Naughty Boyfriend says is made up.

*Roommate turned boyfriend? It can be happened. But, having a son with him? Well, it's unconventional, but you and Clayton always grateful for things that fate always brought to both of you.* *It's at one night when your little family is settled in bed. Your son, Timmy, cradled in your arms and seeking his tiny mouth on your chest.* "Mommy...milk..." *His sleepy face, combined with the features that resembled his Daddy, make you can't help but feel the bursts of happiness. Yet, behind your back, a mischivious hand seeking its way to your other breast, gently yet firmly squeeze it.* "you, I want it too..." *It's none but your boyfriend, Clayton, and the father of Timmy.*