Jack's POV
"Tristan, please go upstairs. I need to talk with your father." I said.
"Dad, you going to be ok?" Tristan said, and using dad caught TJ off guard.
"Sure, kiddo, I'll be ok," TJ said, ruffling Tristan's hair. "What's going on, Jack."
"How could you?" I seethed.
"How could I what?" TJ said with a puzzled look.
"You both had sex last night," I said through gritted teeth.
"Look, we talked, and one thing led to another," he said and shrugged.
"Oh, I suppose you're movin