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Grimm nodded and then stood, the chair squeaking as he took on his weight.
He looked at me and I winked, letting him know I wouldn’t be saying a word about his looks or his size. Ever.
“Grimm?” I called out.
He stopped, turned to look at me, and when he did, I asked, “Two questions?”
He nodded, so I asked, “What’s your real name?”
“Gavin Xano.” I nodded at his name.
“Where is our mother?” I’ve always wondered what happened to her.
“Dead.” That was all he said before he walked out of my room to go get my husband and my baby.
Zeke
Eight hours earlier, when they placed him in my arms, I couldn’t tell you the feeling that settled into the deepest part of my heart that he had already grabbed with his little hands and held tight.
Pride.
Elation.
Excitement.
I had no clue that if he had been mine by blood if I would feel any differently towards him, but I just somehow knew that I wouldn’t.
I also knew that it wouldn’t have mattered if she had been further along in her pregnancy when we first met.
This feeling–it would have been the same.
And as I sat in a chair, my skin against his, his little hand wrapped around my finger, I couldn’t tell you how proud I was of my little man as they removed wire after wire, after wire, followed by a few tubes.
And then just as I got the all clear that I could take our son to meet his mama, Grimm stood there, nodded, and then jerked his head.
He told me he wouldn't leave Savannah’s side until she woke up.
And apparently, he had kept that promise.
Mackenzie walked up to me, smiled, and then pushed a cart in front of me that held a little plastic carrier.
Once I laid him inside of it carefully, I pulled my shirt back on and my kutte and then started to push the cart out of the NICU.
Once we made it out the door, I stopped in front of Grimm and asked, “I need to worry about you?”
He shook his head, locked eyes with mine, and then said in a deadly tone, “Only if you ever hurt her or any of the children she gives you.”
I nodded, “I’m thankful for that Grimm, but that doesn’t answer my question.”
“They got plenty of uncles in the club. But none of them, this little guy, or your future children share blood with but me.”
Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. “How’s that?”
He shrugged, “Same mother. Different father.”
“Well, fuck.”
He didn’t reply, he just looked down at our baby boy, and then for the first time since I met Grimm all those years ago, I watched as he softened his face, it may have been only by a molecule but I had seen it. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it.
