Have Faith In Us ✅

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Grayson puts his clothes on me, smiling at me as he does so.

"What're you gonna wear?" I ask.

"I can drive home in my underwear. The keep won't care."

"Alright."

He finishes fixing his huge shorts to not fall off of me, then sweeps me up into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and shoulders, resting my head against his bare chest.

"I hope it's positive," I whisper.

"It will be." He kisses the side of my head. "I promise."

Grayson sets me in the seat of the car and buckles my seat belt. He climbs into the drivers seat and I stare out the window, his warm, large hand stroking at my thigh.

"Your mom picked up Scarlett, right? And took care of David?" I ask.

"Yeah. She's still at the house." He says.

"Good. I wanna see my favorite mom. Other than my other mom."

Grayson smiles and parks in the driveway. "Need me to carry you still?"

"Nah, I can manage the walk." My sore legs take me out of the car and into the house.

"Grayson James!" Sherry yells as she sees him in just his underwear.

He smiles. "I had to give Faith my clothes. She spilled paint on hers."

I roll my eyes, and before I can say he did it, Scarlett lets out a scream from the top of the stairs.

"Gross, dad!" She yells. "Put some clothes on!"

"Why is everyone bothered by the appearance of me in just my underwear?! Mom, you've seen me naked before. Scarlett, you walked in on me... hugging... Jackie." Grayson complains.

"It's still gross." Scarlett says.

"This is why Faith is my favorite." Sherry hugs me.

I hug back and laugh. "Yeah, I'm much better than Grayson."

"Definitely." She pulls away from the hug.

"Is David doing better?"

"A bit. He's in his room if you wanna see him."

"I'll let him rest. Thank you for taking care of the twins for a few hours."

"It's my pleasure." Sherry says. "Did you get the nursery done?"

"Yep."

"And we're both exhausted." Grayson kisses Sherry's forehead. "Love you, mommy."

"I love you too. And I love you more with clothes on."

I giggle and Grayson scoffs. "When I was little you said I had a cute butt!"

"All moms say that to their sons who have bad butts but need encouragement." Sherry turns to me. "I am so sorry you're with him."

I sigh. "He's a handful."

"My favorite girls in my life are being so hateful." Grayson groans.

"Deal with it." Sherry says bye to Scarlett then leaves with a sassy exit, a snap of her fingers included.

"Your mom is so amazing." Scarlett and I say.

"She's alright."

"Rude."

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"Grayson." I gently shove his shoulder.

"Yes darling?" He grunts, head still in his pillow.