"I can do it myself!" Alexander says as he steps away from me with a huge frown on his face.
"Yes, I can totally see that." I answer rolling my eyes hard enough to see my own brain.
I try to grab his shirt, but he jumps away.
"I can do it!" He says again as he starts to run away. Moon Goddess, give me patience because if you give me strength, I will kill him. If the doctor sees him running, he is going to have a heart attack.
Fortunately, he stops after a few steps, breathing hard. One week ago he had his neck sliced and now he is trying to run. Ha.
I get his shirt and carefully put it on him. He looks so sullen. The big bad Alpha being as stubborn as a five years old.
I give him a playful kiss on the cheek and he softens up, wrapping his hands around me.
"I am going to throw up."
