You Have A Son

"Mabel wait!" Grey yelled as he grabbed my wrist, my heart was racing fast as he grabbed my hand. Gosh! I had let the cat out of the bag and now I wasn't sure of what to tell him.

"Mabel," Grey repeated and I turned to look at him, he had the same facial features with my son and I wondered if he ever met Thomas my son, maybe he might guess….gosh! I'm thinking too much nonsense.

"I'm here," I murmured.

"Sit Mabel," he ordered but I continued to stand. "Take a seat Mabel," he repeated, after breathing I sat beside him. Grey was still holding my wrist as if I was going to run away if he ever let go of me.

"So, you have a son?" He asked and I nodded, he was silent for a while and I couldn't let myself imagine what was going through his mind. "How come nobody knew about it?" My heart skipped a beat when he asked that question.

What should I say? That I left my son with his nanny all because I wanted to bring Grey to bar? Stupid! I thought for a while as my mind was in chaos, thankfully a l