My Protector: The Bad Boy | Protector 1.3

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

       "Babe?!" Grayson called from the washroom. "Have you seen my razor?!"

        "No!" I called back as I put on Ryder's shoes. "And why are you shaving now?! We have to leave in ten minutes!"

       Grayson groaned dramatically and walked out of the washroom. "Now I have to live with stubble on my face for the weekend."

       I rolled my eyes and sat Ryder in my lap. "Look, Ryder. Your daddy is being melodramatic."

       "I am not being melodramatic."

       "Yeah, sure," I said. "Grayson, I'll think you'll survive not shaving for the weekend. And if it makes you feel any better, you look hot with that stubble." I honestly didn't care at all if he shaved or not, but if he thought I thought he looked hot, he wouldn't complain.

       He sighed and sat down beside me on the floor. "I guess I can go the weekend without shaving," he said. "Why do we even have to stay there for the weekend?"

       "Because I said so," I said. "Ryder and I are staying. You can always come back."

       "But you know how much I'll miss my girlfriend and son," Grayson whined.

       "Oh, stop whining," I said. "Besides, I know how much you love my dad's cooking. He'll be insisting to make us breakfast and lunch and dinner."

       "Let's just get ready to go," Grayson muttered. He really was being melodramatic about us staying at my parents' house for the weekend. We did last Thanksgiving and he didn't complain then. He just liked complaining about everything.

       When the three of us were ready, we left our apartment, making sure we had our suitcases with us. I honestly couldn't wait until we got to my parents' house because I knew Tony was bringing Charlie to that Thanksgiving dinner and I haven't seen both of them together since they started dating. I missed seeing my OTP.

       We got to the house and I got Ryder out of the backseat while Grayson got our suitcases out. Mom and Dad instantly greeted the both of of us with a hug, even though I saw them about two weeks ago.

       Dad then told us that dinner was going to be another hour or so, so Grayson and I went to the living room where Tony and Charlie was.

       And may I just say that I almost died of joy when I saw them. Tony had his arm around Charlie while her head was rested on his shoulder. They looked extremely happy to be together.

       Tony saw us. "Ooh, let me see my nephew," he said.

       "No way," I said as I sat down beside Grayson on the loveseat.

       "Please?" Tony asked. I sighed and got up to hand Ryder to Tony.

       "Oh, he's so cute," Charlie said as I sat back down. "This is actually my first time seeing him. How old is he?"

       "Six months," I said. 

       "Now I kind of want a baby," Charlie said.

       "What?" Tony asked.

       Charlie rolled her eyes. "Oh, relax, Tony. I'm not saying we're going to have a baby. Besides, you're still too immature to become a father."

       "Immature?" Tony repeated. "I'm not immature."

       "Keep telling yourself that," Charlie said as she patted Tony's shoulder. I loved that she irritated him. It was basically her duty as his girlfriend since I wasn't around him every day to bug him.