“Oh, baby!” I cried. I knelt down and grabbed Ken, hugging him close.
“Mommy, you’re hugging too hard,” Ken whined.
I didn’t let him go. I just kept squeezing him.
“I was so worried about you! Why did you leave the dress store?” Worry and anger mixed together with my relief. I never wanted to let my son go again!
“I… I…”
“Olivia, you don’t need to smother the boy,” Ellis chastised. He put a firm hand on my shoulder.
Sighing, I slowly released my son. I put my hands on his shoulders and looked him over, checking for any marks or bruises.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked.
Ken shrugged and nodded.
I kissed his cheek and stood up.
Ellis picked Ken right up and gave him a hug. “I want to take you to my private doctor to get a checkup, okay?” he asked.
When Ellis hugged Ken, I saw how he closed his eyes and breathed a huge sigh of relief.
I didn’t always get to see him being emotional and vulnerable. Smiling lightly, I put my hand on his arm.