got sick. Didn’t give me a night off with a colicky baby so I could get some sleep,” Farron paused and gave me a sad smile, breaking my heart right there on the spot. “He just … never did anything except be angry for me ruining his life.”
“Stop!” I gritted out between clenched teeth, startling her with my angry tone.
Shit! I didn’t mean to scare her, and I certainly didn’t want to remind her of her ex, so I took a few deep breaths before I explained my reaction.
“I’m sorry baby, but no more. Not tonight.” Tossing the cushion to the floor, I stood, moved over to her side, picked her up in my arms and took her spot with Farron in my lap. My arms went around her middle, cradling her to my chest, tucking her head into the crook of my neck. Farron sighed and sunk into my lap, one arm at my shoulder and the other one on my hip.
“I want to hear it all, but can we pause it for now, please? I have heard enough to know if I ever see the prick, I will knock the teeth out of his mouth.” My mind drifted to the young man asleep down the hall and wondered how on earth a father could be so … uninterested in his own flesh and blood. Dillion was a ripper of a kid, thanks completely to his mum. He resembled Farron, having her mahogany hair, wavy and out of control due to the crazy fashion kids these days thought was cool, the same coloured eyes, and even the cute dimpled cheeks as his mum.
“Dillion deserves better than that sperm donor,” I declared vehemently.
Farron chuckled, the sound soothing my rage a little.
“Yes he does, but he never wanted for love and affection. I gave him more than enough to make up for his father’s distant attitude. They never bonded, so when Alec left, Dillion wasn’t really affected as you would expect a child to be. In fact, the last four years, he has flourished in his new school, new mates and now, you and your family.”
“That he does,” I agreed instantly, thinking that the planned hunting trip had to be sooner rather than later. It was important that Dillion never felt left out, didn’t want him to feel I had to take him on because I wanted his mum.
“I have an idea to take Dillion on a weekend away with Noxx and Hendrixx, sort of a male bonding deal. Is this something you would be okay with, baby?” I asked, hoping that I wasn’t overstepping or pushing myself into Dillion’s life too quickly. My personal opinion was I wasn’t going too fast, if it were up to me, Farron and Dillion would be moved to the Triple H already. My place had five bedrooms, more than enough for the three of us and any additional children.
I wanted kids, the more the merrier, in fact. Once I worried that my ASD could be passed onto my own kids, but going through life worrying about the ‘what ifs’ didn’t appeal then and still didn’t now. Life threw curveballs, it was all about how we handled them that mattered. ASD was not a death sentence, I was living proof of that. I looked into the chances of it being genetic, and after talking to my old specialist and some recovered patients that were now parents themselves, all were healthy as were their kids.
I was all about the living, no more dwelling. That was a conversation Farron and I had to have eventually … after I make love to her and put a ring on her finger first, of course.
So lost in my own musings, I finally realised Farron had yet to answer my question about the trip.
Pushing my nose into her neck, I inhaled deeply, my nostrils filling with the scent of flowers. Goddamn, her perfume smelled pretty. Was that a way to describe the smell of a woman’s perfume? It smelled like flowers and flowers are pretty, made sense to me.
“Farron, what kind of perfume—” I stopped mid-sentence when I felt her shoulders trembling.
Shit, is she crying?
“Baby?” Taking one leg, I pulled it over my waist, then tucked it beside me, doing the same with her other leg, my hands cupping her face, so she was looking at me.
Tears. I saw tears in her beautiful eyes and my stomach dropped. I didn’t cope well with female tears, Makena cried so much during her