“You are so easy to piss off. I love it. I missed you, buddy.” He patted my shoulder before looking at a sleeping Axel. “And this little guy must be Axel. Handsome. Takes after his mother’s beautiful genes.”
Danny blushed. She actually blushed, looking a little bashful.
“Okay, move away from my woman now, please. Leave room for Jesus.” I pushed against Callum’s annoyingly broad chest to create more space. Six feet was not far enough for me.
“Do you leave room for Jesus?” He teased wagging his eyebrows.
I glared at him. “Danny, this is Callum Chambers. Callum this is the love of my life, Daniella Anderson, but you can call her Danny. She prefers it.”
I had laid it on thick, but the possessiveness in me had me wanting to stake my claim.
“Okay, Danny.” Mischief gleamed in Callum’s eyes. “Looks like you have yourself a little family going here, Gav. You used to talk about days like these.” There was a look in his eyes that I couldn’t quite decipher. He looked almost wistful but then again I could have been wrong.
Callum was not a family-orientated kind of guy. Bachelor life was his lifestyle and he loved it.
“Living the dream.” I pulled Danny to me, and she melded into my side. She stared up at me with a sparkle in her eyes I hadn’t seen for a long time.
“Well shit, congrats, man. You aren’t getting married or anything, are you?”
“Not yet, but soon enough.” I looked down at Danny, and she blushed. We hadn’t spoken much about marriage, but I knew it was something we both wanted to do.
“Well, let me show you guys to your rooms. Since I’m in season, I won’t be here for your stay. But I’m sure you prefer that, don’t you, Gav?”
“Shut up and walk,” I grumbled with a smile on my face. “And yes, I do prefer you not being here. This way I can love on my woman right.”
“I hope Axel cockblocks you so hard your balls turn to stone.”
Danny laughed beside me, and I rolled my eyes at his comment. Axel was a team player. He wouldn’t leave his old man to suffer like that.
I had a son. The concept was still so strange to me, but it felt so right. You would think seeing as he wasn’t my biological blood, I wouldn’t feel a strong attachment to him, but you would be wrong. I would die for him.
To think I had gone to Riverroad to clear my head and get away from my drama. Now months later, I was back in the same state I had run from, but this time, with the love of my life and my son. Funny how things worked themselves out. I had left in search of wholeness, and I had found it.