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3 Months Later
Xavier's POV
Her hold on my hand tightened as another scream left her, I didn't know whether to be saddened by the sound I knew meant pain, or celebrate it because it was the beginning of our new life together.

"I see a head," the doctor announced as I continued to whisper words of encouragement into her ear, wishing I could take away her pain. Soon the sound of crying filled the room, letting us know our child had entered the world.

"It's a boy," the doctor said and happiness filled me as I stood up pulling away moving towards the doctor looking at our baby boy, pride and love filling me.

"It's a boy," I repeated softly wiping a tear from my eye, happiness embracing me.
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One year later
I was currently sitting on the floor beside Amelia who was looking over next week's magazine.

"Dada," Ace called out crawling towards us, I smiled leaning forward lifting him placing him in my lap. He stood on my thighs his hand gripping my bare chest as he tried to support himself.

"Did you talk to your father?" Amelia asked sipping her water.

"No but I did leave pictures of Ace with his assistant,"

"Xavier he deserves to meet his grandson,"

"I know baby,"

"You know?" She asked looking at me confused.

"Yeah,"

"I expected a fight," she whispered turning back to the laptop earning a chuckle from me.

"We'll invite him here and let him meet Ace," she whispered resting her head on my shoulder.

"No," I scolded when Ace tried reaching for Amelia's hair, he frowned his hand moving back to my chest.

"I'll leave a message with his assistant, for him to meet us tomorrow, if he doesn't show up, this topic of conversation will no longer be discussed" I said not really liking the idea, ever since I visited him to speak about my wedding, I haven't seen or spoken to the man.

"I know," she said amused closing the laptop giving Ace and I her full attention, he giggled holding onto her finger, his three bottom teeth on full display.

"I love you Amelia,"

"I love you too," she whispered pecking my lips a smile on her face.

"You're making dinner tonight," I told her and she laughed slightly.

"You just said I love you now you're reminding me about dinner, you're contradicting yourself,"

"So you want me to make dinner?" I asked amused and she smiled

"Yes," she whispered pecking my lips making me chuckle.

"You're spoiled,"

"You're the cause of that Mr Persons," she replied softly bitting her lip and I diverted my gaze from her looking at Ace who was in deep concentration analysing his mother's palm.

"I suppose I am," I mumbled amused as my phone began ringing, I handed her Ace and she took him happily as I stood up going to the kitchen picking up my phone answering it.

"This is my grandchild?" My father asked immediately as I leaned on the kitchen counter looking over at Amelia and Ace who were having their own conversation despite the vocabulary differences, and my heart swole in my chest.

"Yes that's your grandson Ace," I said, we tried to keep Ace away from the cameras at all time, so this would be the first time that my father had seen him, but best believe he did hear and read about him.

"Can I see him?" He asked catching off guard.

"You can see him tomorrow,"

"I'm busy tomorrow, I'm flying out of-"

"It isn't up-"

"Can I come by right now?" He asked and I stood there thinking it over.

"I just want to meet him," he added

"Let me ask his mother," I said muting the call, Amelia was really turning me into a soft, sympathetic, forgiving person, and I wasn't really happy about the change. I should be able to hold a grudge whenever I decide to without my conscience and wife, debating the topic of morals and forgiveness.

"My father wants come over right now," I announced

"I'm fine with it, it's up to you baby," she replied her eyes trained on Ace who was focused on her phone, as if it was the most alien object know to man. I took the call off mute placing it to my ear.

"You can come," I told him and I heard him clear his throat.

"Should I bring anything?"

"No just come before 7," I replied ending the call.

"He's coming today," I announced walking over to them.

"And you're okay with that?" She asked

"Yes baby I am,"

"He's growing too fast," she mumbled frowning as I sat down beside her once more.

"I'm just happy he's no longer attached to my breasts 24/7," I told her looking at them and their newly acquired weight, that I was still getting used to.

"Your breasts?" She questioned amused as I moved my gaze, our eyes staying with each other.

"Yes mine," I replied leaning over I was about to kiss her, when the sound of impact echoed around the room. She diverted her gaze to Ace who recently threw her phone on the floor, thankfully the carpet and case prevented it from breaking.

"That had to be premeditated," I mumbled leaning back and she laughed giving him her phone once more, knowing he couldn't break it.

"He's staying with your mother tomorrow night" she said and I leaned forward pecking her lips, her words causing a chain reaction in my pants.

"That's the sexiest thing I've heard all week," I whispered amused and she smiled.

"Sexier than me telling you I'm on the pill," she whispered back making my dick twitch.

"Mama," Ace called out handing her the phone looking frustrated, I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his little head.

"My little cock blocker," I whispered amused under my breath and I felt Amelia's hand slapping my thigh letting me know she heard, a chuckle left me as I watched her lift him into her lap.

"I'm showering first, then you, I'm going to bathe him and you can start on dinner whilst I do so," she said kissing my cheek.
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Amelia's POV
I pulled on a pair of small grey Nike sweatpants and white t-shirt with a matching pair of white socks, watching as he whined the entire time. The moment I was finished he giggled reaching out for me, I smiled lifting him, resting him against my chest as I walked out of his room the smell of dinner hitting my nose.

I moved into the kitchen placing Ace in his highchair, walking over to Xavier who was on his phone.

"My father is here," he said ending the call not being able to hide his discomfort.

"I know how hard this for you, and I really appreciate you putting aside your differences with your father and allowing him to see Ace," I said wrapping my hands around his torso.

"Are you ready to eat?" He asked changing the subject.

"Yeah, I'll go get the door," I said as he kissed my forehead pulling away from him. I walked to the door pulling it open to reveal Xavier's Father Calvin.

"Good day Mr Persons," I greeted allowing him to enter.

"You must be my son's wife," he said stepping inside.

"Amelia," I said shaking his hand before pulling away to close the door. 
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Xavier's POV
"This is Ace," Amelia said and I watched as my father moved over to the highchair, his eyes on our son. Ace sat there with his gaze trained on his mother.

"I'm going to set the table," Amelia told me walking out of the room.

"He looks exactly like you," my father said chuckling

"He has his mother's brow eyes," I said looking at my son.

"What's his full name?"

"Ace Alexander Persons,"

"Alot of A's," he said smiling as Ace grabbed onto his finger giggling.

"We both decided on Ace, we originally planned on Xavier as his middle name but I wanted him to have his grandfather's name," I said my mind drifting to Amelia's father.

"Are you staying for dinner?" I heard Amelia ask as she entered the room.

"No, I actually have a flight to catch in a couple minutes," he replied as she grabbed the bottle of wine from the fridge.

"Can I see him again next week?" He asked her and she looked over to me, I felt his eyes on me and I sighed.

"I'll think about it," I said and he frowned nodding in understanding.

"Xavier I'm-I-I'm sorry," he said, the words I wanted to hear for years finally leaving the man.

"I'm going to," Amelia said motioning to leaving, she moved picking up Ace walking out of the room.

"This isn't just something you can apologize for, " I told him

"I know it's not, but it's a start, I've been talking to a friend and she helped me to see the error in my actions, and I am truly sorry son," he said and I stood there in silence random thoughts and emotions running through me.

"I'll see next week," I replied silently letting him know I was willing to try, hearing Amelia in my head, he smiled holding out his hand and I shook it.

"I'm going to say goodbye to your wife and my grandson," he said releasing a genuine smile, something I haven't seen in a long time, I nodded watching as he left the room.
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