Chapter 2 Ethan Where are you

Chris is hating me right now because he said Mariah's hands are amazing and if I didn't already claimed her that he would try to get in her pants. Fucking asshole better keep his dick in his pants when comes to Mariah.

It has been a week since I discovered that I might be a father. I haven't had the nerves to confront Mariah but at least I have found her and my possible son. I did try to find her after to tell her the truth. I felt a connection and the sex, was nothing like I had before. It was mind-blowing, amazing, beautiful. My cock twitched just thinking about it.

I asked Ms. Carry if there was any allergies so I could bring a snack in for her classroom. When she told me that Ethan loves cupcakes and cookies, she gave me a wink.

Today, I brought in fresh baked cookies from my mother's house. I stopped on the way to the office as she grilled me about my possible child that Chris accidently let out when he was being grilled by acting weird about being asked about grandchildren. Thanks, brother, for throwing me under the bus. I will get him back later for that.

I walked into the classroom when Ethan ran to me, "Liam." Man, I can't wait for him to call me daddy when I find out if he is my kid. I bent down to him, "How is your day going buddy?" He shrugged his shoulders to me as I looked up at Ms. Carry, "He seems to be better today then he was yesterday." She nodded, "He has his good days then his bad days can be bad."

When I walked in yesterday, he wanted nothing to do with anyone. I sat with him for a whole hour with him glued to a video game that I gave to him to help him with math. He avoided eye contact and had three meltdowns from someone getting into his personal space.

It was heart breaking. Ms. Carry explain to me that he has these days where that he doesn't want to be bother and other days where he little more open to people. I heard about emotional support animals that helps those with autism but right now that will be over stepping. Mariah doesn't even know that I think he is mine or knows I am here.

I sat down with Ethan as the class was making the gooey slim. Ethan made a face of disgusted as he placed his hands into it. "Get it off. Get it off." He screamed. I grabbed a paper towel and whipped his hands cleaned, "What is a matter?" He squint his little nose, "It feels weird."

Okay, I read about this, certain texture can make him feel like he is crawling out of his skin. I looked at the Legos as that is his thing as I sighed looking up at Ms. Carry as she nodded. I leaned to Ethan, "You want to go back to the Legos." His eyes lit up and nodded then ran over to the box. He lined up the reds, greens, blues, and so on like every day.

It is a routine thing. He needs a schedule which Ms. Carry told me that Mariah keeps a tight one for him, so he doesn't go into panic mode.

Ethan looked up at me, "grandpa doesn't let me have Legos." I tilted my head to him, "Why?" He shrugged his shoulders, "He can be mean to my mommy." My heart sunk, what does he mean by that. Why is Mariah's father mean to her? How mean?

I got up after half hour then walked over to Ms. Carry when I cleared my throat, "Ethan told me that his grandfather is mean to his mom." She sighed as she looked around then whispered to me, "She hasn't said anything to me, but I think her father abuses her and she can't afford a place of her own at this moment. She is saving to get Ethan and herself a stable life. I haven't any signs that Ethan is being abused but certain things suggested that he is abuses Mariah."

I nodded as my fingers curled up into my palm, "If you find out anymore about her living situation, please let me know." She nodded as she smiled then leaned closer to me, "I know that Ethan doesn't know his father and Mariah doesn't talk about him but if I didn't know any better, Ethan looks just like you." I sighed as she patted me on my back, "I will let you know if I find out anything."

I went back to my office when I called Justin my PI. He will do background checks on my employees, "I need a background check on Mariah Hunter." He hummed, "New employee?" I sighed, "No. please just do it." He sighed, "This is not some stalking shit." I chuckled, "Nothing like that."

After ten minutes of trying to get him to understand then me letting my heart out that I think little Ethan is mine, he agreed to do the background check on her. He said he would get right on it so I should have the information before dinner time.

I sat at my computer when I heard the fire alarm went off. All I could think about was getting down to Ethan then getting his mother out of here. Chris ran up to me as I raced down the stairs, "I will check on Mariah." I nodded as he disappeared into the fifth floor. I pushed my way down the stairs to the third floor of the build.

There was a crowd of people standing in front of the door as I pushed through them when I got to the door. I pushed my way through the hallway as I looked around for Ms. Carry's class. I heard her in the distance, "Ethan Hunter? Come one buddy where are you."

My eyes widened as I got to her as she breath hard, "Liam, he was here as we was returning from the park then he freaked out when the alarms went off and took off." I ran down the hall, "I will find him. Get the others out of here."

My phone went off as I saw it was Chris, "Mariah is okay. She is freaking out about Ethan." I closed my eyes, "He freaked out and ran off, I am looking for him right now." He sighed, "Liam, you need to hurry. There is a fire in the kitchen that got out of control." Fuck the kitchen is on the floor under us.

I rushed into the classroom as I looked around, "Ethan buddy. Please come out." I heard something in the corner as I saw a little boy rocking holding his hands over his ear. I sighed a sign of relief when I grabbed the noise canceling headphones that I got for Ms. Carry to have him use if sounds made him freak out.

I bent down as I placed the headphones on his ears then he looked up at me with tears falling from his face. I picked him up then head out of the classroom. I called Chris back to let him know that I got him. "Thank god, Liam." He cleared his throat as I heard him talking to Mariah. As I could hear her voice shake, "Thank god. Thank god. He is okay."

Ethan's little arms held on to my neck so tight that I could barely breath as the hallway start to filled up with smoke and everyone started to cough.

I placed Ethan down for a minute and pulled my jacket off then wrapped him around it hiding his face from the smoke. I cupped his face and place a kiss on his forehead before picking him back up wrapped into my jacket.

We slowly moved through the stairwell when a bang that shook the building making lights and the ceiling fall above our heads. Shit, the fire may have hit the gas line. I know that Ethan didn't hear the bang, but he did feel the shake from explosive.

I held him tight as I checked on everyone in the stairwell when someone screamed up, "We fucking trapped. I can't get the door open." Fuck. Fuck. I can feel Ethan breath heavily. Panic attack. Too many people for him. We are crowded. I looked around as the door of the second floor is right there.

I know there is another stair well on the other side but that will mean we will be closer to the fire. I pulled my phone out to see I have signal. Thank god I do.

I called Chris to see if there is another way out of here, "Fuck man please tell me you got out." I sighed as I held Ethan, "We are stuck in the stairwell. The explosion blocked the door for the first floor." I sighed, "I am at the second-floor door. How safe is it that way? I know there is another stairwell that way."

I can hear him curse as Mariah is freaking out, "Fuck. Fuck. Liam this isn't good. They are having issues getting it under control." He took a deep breath as I hear Mariah crying, "Please tell me Ethan is okay." Chris sighed, "Mariah calm down. Ethan is okay. Mr. Grant is trying to get him out right now."

I hear him breath heavily as he said, "I will let the fire department where you all are." I nodded then I remember this stairwell goes to the basement. I raised my voice, "Head to the basement. We should be able to get out of here safely just watch your steps." Please tell me we are not trapped like rats looking to get away from a fucking cat.