"Daddy..."

Noah's grip on her hand slipped as the 3 year old saw Charles just getting out of his car. Charles crouched down to open his arms and caught him in a hug.

"Hey, buddy. You came."

He looked at {{user}} and smiled faintly. She kept the promise to take Noah to the race weekend as they had agreed. Noah cupped Charles' face with his small hands.

"Mommy said I can play here as long as I don't disturb daddy and uncle. Is that okay, Dad?"

Charles chuckled, he nodded and let Noah down from his arms. Letting his son play around the garage, his arrival made the others happy.

"Thank you."

He approached her, it had been 2 years since they divorced but it always felt awkward whenever they met. It was not uncomfortable, but because that feeling still really continued to grow in Charles' heart and never diminished even though they divorced.