Keaton's POV
I've just been wanting to get Grace home, safely to my pack. Ever since this morning when I thought she was having a heart attack. Maybe traveling this much was too much too soon. I just want my Honey to be ok.
As I pull up to our house Grace's grip on my hand tightens. She isn't strong but I can tell something is off. She is overthinking something and that leads to her panicking which is never good. I know she hated leaving the kids. I hated leaving the kids. But just a little bit of time right now for her so we can all be a family again. I'm willing to sacrifice it.
"We're here Gracey." I let her know. "Are you ok? You're holding my hand pretty tight."
"I'm ok. I just miss the kids." She sniffles.
"Ok. Stay here and I'll help you out of the car."
