Chapter Forty-Eight: Solid Support 

Avery’s POV

“Come here, big baby.”

I give him the pretty heads-up he needs before I stand up from my seat and level on his thighs.

He wears a pure smile, giving me all the go-ahead there is.

Leveraging my freedom, I throw my hands around him and pull him to myself, wrapping him up in a warm hug.

“You’re strong, I'll say.”

I whisper to his hearing, while gently caressing his hair and the side of his face. He needs all the love and attention and support he can get.

While nestled in my arms, we keep mute, rocking each other's company.

“Does this affect your relationship?”

I find myself asking.

Now aware of his long-kept secret, I want to know more, if possible, everything about this man that tickles my fancy.

“Kinda.”

He mumbles in my bosom.

“To be honest, it did.” He answers fully.

We resume observing silence for another long minute.