Chapter 113

Beckett had always been the calm and composed type. Maybe it had something to do with how he grew up—living independently with Grayson since he was five. While other kids were busy being rebellious and clueless in their teen years, Beckett already had his life together. He did things in an organized way, never on impulse. Whatever the situation, he'd always think it through first—was it worth it? Even back in kindergarten, when the teacher handed out pets to the top students, letting them take one home, Beckett would pass. He already knew then—taking care of an animal meant taking responsibility. A puppy's life was only a decade long, and he'd get sad. So he just chose not to start. Yeah, Beckett knew when to cut losses from a young age. That's why, when it came to emotions or women, all of that had always been nothing more than abstract ideas to him. He was just too rational. In his world, logic ruled, and things like chemistry or love didn't hold any weight. So imagine his surprise w