Zane's Point of View
As soon as I see him my feet stop working and I just stand there, staring at the little version of me.
My heart start beating loudly and I'm struggling to swallow the lump in my throat.
I have a son.. I can't believe we have a son. For a moment my anger sparks at the fact that she hid him from me for five years I know it's not completely fair of me, I know I hurt her but she hid him from me on purpose, with the intentionof never telling me I had an heir. She didn't even give me a chance.
Before my anger can go any further a loud whisper catches my attention.
"Is he my daddy?"
I blink, trying to focus staring into the wide eyes of our son. I feel tears starting to prick my eyes. And before Shay can even speak I get down on my knees and smile at him.
"Yeah budd
