Maggie
I plugged my earbuds into my phone and blasted some old country music. Shoving the phone into the pocket of my sweatpants, I began dancing around as I searched Alpha Dominic’s kitchen for something to make for supper.
The sweatpants were actually his, as all of my clothes were at my house. His housekeeper, Nana Rose, had went and swiped a pair of his pants and one of his green t-shirts for me to wear, since I had shown up here dressed for work. I felt bad that she had stolen some of his clothes without his permission, so I figured I’d fix him and his pups some food as a thank you. DJ had come home from his youth training session about an hour earlier, sweaty and grouchy. If he was surprised to see me invading his home he didn’t show it. He simply grunted hello and went to get a
