His Little Boy

"I think... I think I was so in love with the idea of saving myself that I didn't realize I was letting myself drown. " "And now?" "And now you're my lifeboat." It was only meant to be a favour. Only meant to be for a few weeks. Yet when Stryker Odello finds himself a Daddy for a scarred little boy, he finds the darkness that swamped his life cracking and splits of light shining through. High functioning alcoholic at best, meeting the needs of the little proved more challenging than he first anticipated. Broken and distrustful, getting through to Jamie Sinclair was a hard feat. Both damaged from the past, hurt and cautious, could they learn to let go and figure out how to love again? Or was life's only joy to direct a tragedy?

Louise Baston · LGBT+

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72 Chs

Chapter40

#Chapter40

/"I stopped the day I brought you here. The very first day,/" Stryker felt the need to explain. /" I haven't touched a drop since. That bottle... I found it. It was one that I hadn't got around to throwing away. I was fine until I saw it. I was fine until... I want to blame this on my mom, or anything, but I think that would just be an excuse. I just... seemed easier for a second./"

He wanted to blame seeing his mother. That had definitely been a trigger, but then again, Sammy really wasn't helping either.

But as he said, that was just an excuse. They hadn't made him do anything. They hadn't forced the bottle to his lips.

It had just seemed easier than having to deal with his shit.

The longer Jamie sat there beside him, the clearer his head seemed to become.

/"I know,/" Jamie said softly. /"You're trying. That means everything./"

Trying meant everything?

Trying meant nothing.

Yet to Jamie... everything?

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