Lucas stirred in his sleep when he felt a sprinkle of water on his face. He cracked his eyes open and saw Danika standing a foot away from him with her robe tied securely around her waist and a glass of water in her hand.
“What’s this Danika?” He gruffly asked, fluttering his eyes open.
“There’s no food in the fridge. What exactly am I going to bite on before heading out this morning?” Her voice was high-pitched, as she worded.
Lucas grunted, reclined his head back, and closed his eyes so he could pent up his anger.
Shortly after, he leaned forward holding his gaze with Danika’s, and asked.
“You woke me from my slumber because you didn’t see something to bite on?” He c****d his brow, anticipating her answer.
“Of course.” She shrugged, indifferently. “You’re the man of the house and i
