Chapter Twenty-Five. Davina.
Davina’s POV.
“One more minute Max,” I tell my boy as he cleans his teeth, checking the timer on my phone.
Sleeping next to Mars last night was both heaven and hell. I have no clue how he manages to affect my body the way he does. He also ‘gets me’. I mean I sound like a love-struck teenager, who has read one too many romance novels and is conning herself about her perfect crush. But, he just does. The way he held me after I told him about how my parents had made me feel, and what they had shouted at me when I found out I was pregnant with Max, without trying to get under my robe, despite his obvious struggle in being next to me, he just knew what I needed in that moment.
“All done, you can rinse now,” I smile down at Max.
Drying my son’s face with a t
