XARION'S POV
“Daddy,” Makayla repeats. “You’re our daddy, right?”
I can’t speak. My throat’s burning with emotion, and I don’t even realize I’ve stopped breathing.
“You…” My voice cracks, so I clear my throat and try again. “You think I’m your father?”
Maverick licks his ice cream casually now and says. “Not think. We know. Mommy told us.”
“Yeah,” Makayla nods eagerly. “Mommy finally told us yesterday. She said you’re our real daddy.”
My whole body goes weak as I hear that.
I wasn’t prepared for this at all. I can't believe Megan's already told them.
They know who I am.
I thought I’d have to ease into it, explain myself, maybe even beg for their forgiveness.
But right now? I don't even know where to go from here.
I stare at them, my heart thundering and my throat dry. A thousand
