Jaxon POV
I finished saying goodnight to Jordan and then wearily climbed up to my bedroom, opening the door to find that Alex was waiting up for me, a concerned look on his face.
“Is she alright?” he asked quietly.
I shrugged. “She seems to be, but who knows? She’s very good at internalizing her feelings, but I guess she’s had years of practice. I’m more worried about this idea of hers on finding the father of her baby considering she’s only got hazy memories of him to go on. I don’t want her to get hurt” I said tightly.
I dreaded to think of what might happen if the man didn’t want anything to do with her or the child he’d helped create. I’d probably kill the bastard with my bare hands.
“You can’t protect her from everything Jaxon,” Alex said, hopping off the bed and running a ha
