"Gramps!" I scolded. "They said you need rest and you're getting it." I helped him lay back down.
Gramps smiled, already breathing heavily. "I missed you scolding me like I'm your child when it's the other way around."
"Oh, stop!"
He spread his arms, and I happily dove into them as he embraced me.
"You're home." He kissed my forehead.
"Yes." I closed my eyes, feeling like the world had disappeared, but a knock distracted us.
"Oh my..." Granny murmured, and I turned to find Ares at the door.
I quickly sat up. I was expecting him to wait instead of coming. Oh no.
"Who's that?" Gramps asked, narrowing his eyes. "Doesn't look like he's from around here.
Ares stepped in. "Evening, Mr. and Mrs. Lane."
They couldn't reply, and I don't expect them to, given how immense his presence was and no less his voice. It was always his voice.
"Evening..." Granny swallowed. "And you are?"
"He's my boss, Ares King." I rushed a reply before he could speak.
"Boss?"
