Harry's POV
"So," I said as Lyric and I laid on my bed three nights later.
She looked over at me and raised an eyebrow, "Yes, Haz?" my stomach fluttered as she called me that.
"What happened with Kale's dad?" I asked.
She swallowed, "He left while I was still pregnant. He beat me and I almost lost Kale. I was so scared, I've been attached to him since I found out I was pregnant. I haven't seen his sperm donor since and have no plans to. I figure, whatever guy I find will probably love him more than Derek did. He needs a daddy though, he can't grow up with out a dad, it's not right."
I smiled at her and nodded, "We'll be his father figures until you find someone who loves the both of you. We won't let anyone take him away or hurt him. We all love him," I told her.
She smiled and hugged my waist, her eyes drooping, "Thank you, Harry," she said before falling asleep on my chest and I loved the feeling of her skin against mine.
Maybe I could be Kale's father figure, his permanent father figure. I would protect him, love him, take care of him. I'd love Lyric, I'd protect her, I'd take care of her. I'd love her. No, I do love her. She's beautiful, strong, kind, selfless. I love the way she'd give her own life for her son. I made a vow to myself then, I'd always keep that little boy safe.
