Nuances of a monster
Vincent POV
He seemed unsteady still, the emotions ranged from fear to despair. It was interesting how often those two emotions walked hand in hand; the combo was disturbing for the most part, but today—with him—I could not help reflecting it. The anguish he felt burrowed into me, shaking me to my core.
Not sure was possessed me to embrace him; this was not something I did. Kavielle was the only person I had given comfort to so intimately. But even more so surprising—he enjoyed it. The moment my arms locked around him, a bubble of fear surrounded me. Would he reject me? Was this inappropriate?
No.
Instead, he took comfort from my touch. This buzz of happiness still lingered. A feeling I had never had before. Was this what it meant to be a father? "You look distracted?" his cracking voice pulling me out of my thoughts.
