The little guy

Darius's POV

I laid her down slowly after I cleaned and dressed her, I'm afraid that I will wake her up. Now that we are home, I feel a little guilty, I think I tired her too much. But I don’t even think I can stop myself, after all, all I did was wait for her patiently.

No words can describe the joy I have felt since the moment I saw her, in the five years that I have endured not to disturb her and let her have a quiet life; it never occurred to me that so much would come back to me just from being a patient man.

Now that I'm with them both, I can't ask for anything else but their happiness. Like before, I can do everything for them. I will fight for them no matter who questions my decision, if it’s not them then no thanks.

I turned to the side table when my cell phone vibrated, it's Craig.

I immediately answered, "Darius, have you come home yet? Sorry, I couldn't wait for you because there was a commotion at the bar and I was needed." He worriedly asks.

I could not help but smile,