Chase’s POV.
Walking out the door, I know there is a chance of redemption. She didn’t hit me, throw hot coffee at me or attempt to stab me with a spoon. Shannon just needs to see that she still loves me and that I will do everything I can to keep her and our son here where they both belong.
I walk away and head back to the clubhouse with a small smile on my lips and step inside, hearing the laughter coming from inside and stop in my tracks seeing my son being chased by Stinger. I smile softly as I watch as my son dodges Stinger.
“Daddy, help me!” Stinger stops running and all eyes look at me, and my heart stops as I catch Chance in my arms and lift him. Looking at him before he giggles and hides his face in my neck.
“What is uncle Stinger doing, son?” I ask, choking on a sob and he gi
