Page 24 of Grace's Revelation
I peeked at the clock on the nightstand. It read two thirty.
I ran my hand through her curls and massaged her scalp.
She moaned.
I shook her head.
“I need to go.”
She lifted her head, sleepy eyes looked down at me. She dropped her head back down on my chest and yawns.
“Don’t you want to stay and see Case?” She asked.
“I don’t think it’s the right time for us to be bonding.”
Her head snapped up.
Fuck, no one glared at me anymore. Everyone was too scared of me. Not my Gracie. She was fearless.
“Don’t misunderstand.” I tugged on her arm. “I want to get to know my son, but when we figure out what we are going to do. When I have all the time in the world to answer every question he has. Plus, I need time to figure out a good answer to the main one.”
“What’s that?”
“Where have I been all his life?”
“Fighting bad guys.” Gracie sat up.
“What?” I scooted to the edge of the bed.
“He thinks of you as a cross between Vision and Ironman.” She shrugged. “Its true enough. At least who you used to be.”
I scoffed. My boy already thinks of me as a superhero, no pressure there.
I’m no superhero.
I found my jeans in the bathroom where I left them. I slid them on.
I sat next to Gracie on the bed and put my socks and boots on.
I’d fought my share of bad guys, but it didn’t count when we were all bad guys. I wasn’t the worst, but it was all relative. Although, my father, he would be the worst. As much as it pissed me off, her reasoning for denying me my son was spot on.
I would never want him growing up the way I did, way too fast and seeing too much too soon.
I lived fearlessly and afraid of nothing …until now.
“What’s wrong?” The heat of her stare warmed me from the cold brutal truth of my thoughts.
“Where did you go just now?” She pulled on her tank top and a pair of shorts.
“Just thinking.”
“About?”
She was a pushy little thing.
I stood up, taking a look around to make sure I didn’t forget anything.
When I turned toward the door, Grace stood in front of it with her arms crossed over her chest. It pushed her chest up and her cleavage made my cock twitch.
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