Chloe
He had burnt the risotto. There was black flakes in it but I ate in anyway. So did Ty. He was still red eyed but I had managed to calm him down.
It hadn’t been easy. But then I hadn’t expected it to be. Little Ty had been through so much in the few short years he had been alive. And I didn’t want to add to it.
Which meant this thing growing between me and Crow either had to stop or we would have to be more careful. The last thing I wanted was to hurt the child even more. Crow would just have to deal with it. It wasn’t like he didn’t have women he could turn to. As much as I hated the thought it might be best for Ty if he found his release with someone who didn’t live under his roof and wasn’t employed to take care of his son.
I just didn’t know how I was going to broach the subj
