Ryan
I heard the sound of little feet and a child’s voice rushing toward the kitchen.
Sam shoved me away with wide eyes.
Henry was home, and I was still there. It was not what I’d planned, and it was definitely not what Sam wanted. I watched as her shock quickly turned to panic. She grabbed the front of my shirt and shook me.
“You can’t say anything,” she insisted in a hiss, her gaze a little crazy. “You can’t say anything to Henry about who you are, okay? Please, Ryan. Promise me!”
I was stunned by how anxious she was. It was almost fearful.
Not wanting her to lose her s**t completely, I nodded.
“Okay, I promise,” I assured her. “I won’t say anything.”
She closed her eyes and released a breath of relief. Opening her eyes again, she pushed away from me and slapped a big smile on he
