The Silent Alpha
Chapter 14: Wingman Part 2
***Jane***
I gasp in fright when I wake up to a bucket of cold water being tossed on my face, Natalia smirking triumphantly at me as she stands by the side of the bed . I wipe the water from my eyes and realize it's 6:45 am.
"Wake up sleepy head," She chirps, already showered and dressed in a pair of teal medical scrubs.
"You have to wake up the gremlin and get him ready for school today." I feel like a ton of bricks are sitting on my chest, my body still exhausted from the lack of sleep.I could not complain, however, knowing I had gotten away with murder by sharing the bed with her.
With great effort, I climb out of bed, my t-shirt clinging to my wet chest.
Talia giggles hysterically as I waddle past her, a part of me happy to see her having fun, even at my expense.
I head for the bathroom first to wipe off the water and brush my teeth before I waddle down the hall until I find Kota's room.
There’s no response when I knock on the door so I slowly turn the knob and tip toe inside.I find Kota curled up in a ball, his dinosaur pajamas messily clinging to his tiny body.I sit on his bed and push back his hair, exposing his forehead.
He sleeps so peacefully, it feels like a crime to wake is it in silence for a moment, letting him enjoy a few more moments of blissful sleep.I could not explain why, but he made me feel so safe with just his presence, like nothing could disturb us.
He stirs slightly as I stroke his hair and even curls up closer to me.
Remembering my task however, I decide it's time to wake him.I tap his shoulder and his cheeks but the boy only groans and swats at my hand.
Looking around the room to ensure we are truly alone, I lean close to his ear.
My mouth hangs open for a second before I finally find my voice.
"K-Kota," I hiss, feeling my heart race in fear Talia would come in and hear me speak.
I tap his cheek frantically.
"K-Kota.P-please wa-wake up..."
"Five more minutes," he groans, squeezing his eyes tightly.
Unsure what else to do, I wiggle my fingers down his sides and he screams with laughter, kicking his legs about.He writhes against the tickles until he finally sits up.
"G-good morning, K-Kota," I whisper so quietly, he doesn't hear me over his own laughter.
"Hi, Zane!" he laughs, cupping my cheeks in his small hands.
He squishes my face, genuinely happy to see me and throws his head back in laughter.
"Hi, Zane!" I stare at his pretty eyes and feel my body relax.
"H-hi K-Kota."
"H-hi," chuckle, ruffling up his hair.
"Hi!" he squeals, jumping into my lap.
I find his game amusing and carry on for another 10 hellos before I throw the pup over my shoulder and take him to the bathroom.I help him wash his face, brush his teeth for him, and even put together a simple outfit that I hope is to Talia's liking.
He insists on combing his own hair but as I watch him struggle, he finally hands me the comb and lets me comb his hair.
Pleased with my work, I crouch down to his level and offer him a toothy grin that he reciprocates.
"w-what wo-would you like for bre- break- breakfast?" I ask him, my cheeks flushing at my severe stutter.
a happy dance and
the first thing about making pancakes but I would figure it
until I find a box of pancake mix
and mix them all up in a bowl until I get a
heat up a double burner griddle on the stove and Kota hands me cooking spray so the pour out the batter.I leave it for a while, searching the cabinets for Kota's plates and
smell of burnt
I rush to the griddle and flip the
laughter at the hideous pancake and I scowl at him as I toss it
try again, this time flipping the pancake too early and spilling it into a shapeless mass all over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems to be amused by my lack of cooking skills and I decide to try
I pour out the batter again, waiting patiently until the big
sweat trickles down my brow as I slide the
heart stops for a second when the pancake flips perfectly, revealing
in delight and I can't help but bow
it gingerly, giving me a thumbs up with his approval.I make a few more pancakes for Talia just in
his and Talia's lunch, cutting up
make Talia a BLT and pray to Moon Goddess that she won't throw it in my
paper bags, I find a
eyes and place it in her lunch anyways, knowing she would hate me no
looking absolutely beautiful with her hair tied up
force my eyes to the ground to keep her from seeing my blush and force
meet his mother and kiss her good morning,
a good job," she says nonchalantly,
to list you as a guardian at Kota's school, otherwise they won't let
a t-shirt and jeans and comb my hair.By the time I finish, Talia
She sighs, grabbing her keys and holding
it as I pass by before handing it
at it for a moment before reluctantly taking
feet and sticks out her hand to me, refusing to meet my eyes.I gulp, wiping my clammy hand on
tingle up and down my arms
she might, she could not
she’s still wearing the gold While out shopping yesterday, I
me of the one my mother used to wear when I
bought it without a second thought, knowing such a pretty bracelet could only
her wear it like an informal mark claiming her as
at the bracelet,
asked me to
"Can we go now?"
I run my thumb
he skips happily beside his mother, pausing every so often to see a bird in the trees or to point at a snail on
the house and before long, the
kiss his mom absentmindedly on the cheek before running to the playground to join his little
my grip and leads me into
slender woman with thick spectacles greets
Mrs.Henry," Talia
guardian for Dakota," she says, pointing to
is Zane White." across it and begins filling out
of
Mrs.Henry asks.
Talia's smile widens.
Mrs.Henry lowers her spectacles and glances at
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