Want it to call you father

Her voice was barely audible, trembling as she asked him, “Who told you that? How did you find out?” she felt a surge of panic rising in her chest, threatening to overwhelm her. What was that sound? Right, it was her heart thumping and beating faster and harder while her breath became shallow. Did…he…suspect that he might be its father too?”

Distantly, she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her into a solid wall. Her cheeks pressed against a warm satin-covered chest and her eyes fluttered close as began whispering soothing words in her ear. His voice was calm and reassuring like a gentle breeze. He told her. “it’s okay, Savannah. You don’t have to be scared.” She slowly relaxed in his embrace, feeling his warmth and comfort. Maybe he was right. She shouldn’t panic. The scent of his cologne and coffee drifted into her nostrils and she smiled into his shirt before pulling away from him when she was calm enough. Her eyes locked into his as she searched their depths for answers. Ryker