Grayson POV
I am only paying attention to my son, Jackson, holding his hand and peeering at his face when I sense another presence walking into the room. I know it's not Raine. I look up sharply and meet Maryann's eyes, unable to believe her audacity. Part of me wants to grab her by the throat and demand she leave, but I don't want the noise to wake up my son. Instead, I rise slowly to my feet, glaring at her. How dare she come and try to play at being a mother now after being absent from his life for so long? Did she have a death wish?
"Maryann," my voice is even despite the emotion I am feeling, "what brings you here?"
She laughs. "You know very well what brings me here. My son" she sneers, trying to walk over, only to give me a disgruntled look when I physically block her.
"You ha
