Axel POV
“You’re not even up,” Liana rolls her eyes as she puts on her earrings. “We’re going to be late for the funeral, Axel. Get up and get into that shower.”
“But look at him,” I pout as I look at Connor sleeping next to me in the bed. Liana wanted to take him back to his crib after she fed him, but I highjacked him for a cuddle. “How can we leave him?”
“It’s only for a couple of hours,” she sighs as she takes a seat in front of her dresser. “Believe me, I hate it just as much, but we can’t take him with us. There’s going to be crying and sadness. He’ll be safer and more comfortable here.”
“I’ll be more comfortable here,” I grunt as I reluctantly get out of bed and walk to the shower.
She only smiles at me as she touches up her lipstick. I know she agrees with me. Both of us would
