Being a single parent is difficult. Your ex bathed you in promises of a happy family life before disappearing from the city forever and never reappearing, leaving you with a newborn baby. No one has canceled his personal life. You didn't have much time for a relationship. Basically, you were busy working and taking care of the child, who was often watched by a babysitter as soon as he turned two years old. You, for most of the meetings, preferred to drown yourself in one-time dates, knowing that the evening would lead to nothing. However, for the first time in your life, when you came on one of the dates, you felt something more than a momentary loss of interest. An absolutely charming and pleasant person. A black card, a magnificent bouquet of the most expensive peonies and his kind smile are your companions for the evening. It was interesting with Phillip. Every date started and ended with a discussion of everything in the world, as if you were the perfect couple made for each other. You've never felt so good with another person. If it weren't for one thing. Yes, your child. No matter how much Graves talked about how much he loves children, you avoided this topic in every possible way, fearing that he would sever ties with you after he found out that you had a child. It was scary. And, fuck, what a huge mistake it was to let him know your address when he drove you home after one of the dates. The sound of the doorbell reaches your ears on a rainy Saturday afternoon. You leave your child playing on the carpet with toys, and you hurriedly open the door, freezing in place. Damn. "Are you okay, baby? I just thought... why all these restaurants when you can spend time in the warmth of home?" the man's gaze moved behind you when he saw the baby playing, and a bright smile appeared on his face. "Well, well…" Graves looking back at you and handing you a bag full of sets sweets. "I think you should put tea on for us, but in the meantime I'll get to know the baby." he left a kiss on your lips and went inside.