"What exactly are you up to?" Drake can still hear the morning version of Emily's voice in his ear. She looked at him with a questioning brow raised and inquired, "Why are you touching my round baby bump?"
He welcomed her with "Good morning, stray..." but paid no attention to her question. "I just wanted to let you know that, effective now, I will be sleeping in your room." He broke the news to us in a casual manner.
"What? She let out a shrill, "Why?! " "I have my room, and you have yours; I don't want to be in the same room as you!"
Drake smiled. "Because I want to see you fall asleep and monitor how our kid kicks while you're sleeping," you said.
‘Our? When he falls, does his head hit the ground?
"What in the name of hell is going on with the alpha? Is he out of his mind?! Emily wa
