“I’m sorry, I can’t do it Greyson!”
Scarlett spoke from behind her book, she did not put it down or even look away from the text she was reading. The book was in the way so Greyson could not see her face to read her expression, but the tone in her voice did not have him that alarmed. He looked at his mate sitting in the large chair in their large library, a room that Scarlett wanted for the both of them. It had large and comfortable chairs with little stools to put their feet on, and several large photographs hung on the wall of Greyson and Scarlett together. Her belly had grown much bigger since they had moved into their new house, and she spent a large part of the day off her feet as they ached terribly.
Greyson asked in a soft tone, “what is it you can’t do my dear?”
Scarlett huffed
