Julius pushed through the intensive care unit doors so fast they nearly smacked him in the face. He didn't care all he wanted is to see his baby.
His eyes looked on Harrison the second he stepped inside. Everything else simply stopped existing. You can see how worried just was.
Harrison lay propped against the white pillows, his broad shoulder buried under thick bandages. His massive frame looked ridiculous in the narrow hospital bed, too powerful for all the quiet beeps and medicine smells around him.
But his eyes were open. Dark, sharp, and completely alive.
Baby." Julius wasted no time crossing the room, his voice already breaking before he even reached the bed. He got to the bedside and started looking Harrison up and down, his hands moving over the blanket not knowing what to do with themselves.
