Princes of Legacy (Royals of Forsyth University, #9)

by Angel Lawson

Each of the guys has their own way with him. Pace likes to walk him around the palace, through hallways and rooms, and sometimes even outside. When I watch Pace with Justice, I see a father who wants to show him the world as much as protect him from it. Wicker likes to play for him. I haven’t seen him with his cello so much the whole time I’ve known him. It’s nice, the house being filled with music at the oddest hours. If I wake up, disoriented and alarmed, a calm always rushes through me when I hear Wicker’s cello reverberating down the halls. When I do, I know he has him. When I watch Wicker with Justice, I see a father who wants to show him his heart. Lex likes to relax with him. He’ll scoop Justice up and take him to the sitting room, laying him on his chest as he watches TV, late at night, after classes are done. More than once, I’ve walked in on him, discovering his glasses askew as he sleeps, Justice fast asleep against him. When I watch Lex with Justice, I see a father who wants to show that time is precious, and he’s eager to spend it doting on his child. But I like doing this. Just watching him.