Chapter 13Alex
Alex prepared breakfast with her neck killing her, again. She'd never considered beating eggs a challenging task, but it was right now. Sleeping on the sofa for a month was definitely not healthy. Something had to change. Fast.
“Rob,” she called.
“Yes?” he said, without lifting his eyes from the iPad.
“I'm going to the mall today.”
“No need to go. Give me my debit card back and we'll buy online. I've just found the most exquisite baroque jewelry box on eBay. I'm quite sure there's history behind it.”
She lifted her chin.
“I'm not giving your card back, and I'm going.”
“Why?” Now his eyes were on her, making her uncomfortable.
Since when was he possessive? Did he think she wanted to steal from him? Was his buying addiction kicking in? She needed some fresh air, or sh
