Alex’ New Job
We canceled the appointment. Easton was convinced that he could do it, that we could do it. I had to admit that along the way I did feel something toward the little thing inside me. Maybe he was right about me regretting it. We were seated in the sunroom, Alex was there with us not looking happy. He was glaring at me and then flickered his angry eyes to his brother. "This is a mistake," Alex told us. Oddly enough he didn’t raise his voice to voice out his anger. His voice was rather soothing, very calm. He was learning. He behaved more like his brother today. Easton who sat beside me seemed to notice too. A little smirk played on my husband’s lips. Easton placed his hand on my knee, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “It is our decision to make, you have no say in this, Alex.” Easton let h
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