The Mighty Anchor (Rogue Academy #3) by Carrie Aarons

Author:Carrie Aarons [Aarons, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B081D4D9HM
Goodreads: 48571014
Published: 2019-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

20

Vance

Lara’s flat embodies everything I think of when I think of her.

It’s warm and inviting, with a little bit of edge to it. Dark wood and leather highlighted by cream-colored rugs and curtains, with fixtures of iron or metal dotting the space. An abundance of houseplants give any guest visiting the feeling of walking into a forest, and I chuckle under my breath.

When we were together, Lara used to joke that she couldn’t keep a bouquet of roses alive. I only gave her flowers once, and they were dead by my next visit just three days later.

Turns out, she’s more nurturing than she ever gave herself credit for.

“Vance!” Mason shrieks as I walk into the living room, and a part of me can’t wait for the day he calls me Dad.

“Hey, chap! I missed you. How was nursery school this week?” I pick him up, his tiny face nuzzling into mine, my nose pressed to his scalp. His scent can only be described as some addicting baby skin smell.

How can something this innocent and pure exist? Watching him, seeing the world through his eyes, it makes me want to be more open to every possibility. I suppose that’s what happens when you become a parent.

“Der was giraffes!” he babbles excitedly, plucking the randomest of thoughts from his mind.

But his wonder for the world, his pure joy at just remembering a giraffe, or probably a drawing of one, makes my life brighter. I want to hear everything he has to say, watch on as he delights in the simplest of things.

I never thought I’d be inclined to take pleasure in watching a child swing at the park for hours on end. I was wrong. Before the blow-up with my parents, Lara let me take Mason to the playground for half an hour by myself the other morning, and all I’d done was push him in the baby swing for most of the time. He’d been absolutely chuffed.

“That’s brilliant!” I tell him, setting him down. “What are you playing with?”

One look across the light colored carpet with a brown and red design running through it tells me that he’s playing with everything. The entire stock of Hamley’s might as well have thrown up on Lara’s living room floor.

“Puzzles, um blocks, um football!” The little boy rattles off a few of the many playthings covering the floor beneath my feet.

“Well, we better get to it, then. Unless … does your Mum need help in the kitchen?” I look to Lara.

It’s the first time I’ve called her Mum in a third person way while speaking to Mason, and I can only imagine doing it for … well, forever. The thought brands itself into my brain, and I know I’ll be having dreams about a normal family life for weeks to come when I head back to Clavering tomorrow.

“I’ve got everything in here handled. You play.”

For having just done some decent verbal sparring with each other, we were putting on ace faces for the lad.

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