Chapter 3

After I showered him with sweet talk, Alex finally stopped sniffling.

"Are you ever gonna break up with me again?" he asked.

I shook my head. "No, never."

"That's more like it," Alex said.

Once I promised, Alex finally smiled for real.

He suddenly yawned, covering his mouth, and rubbed his tired eyes. "I'm so tired. I'm gonna crash in the bedroom for a bit."

He'd barely gotten his human form back before showing up at my door.

He hadn't had a decent rest in forever.

Now that he could finally relax, he was totally wiped out.

"Go on. Want me to cuddle with you?" I teased.

I couldn't help but sneak another look at his belly, and my hands were itching for another feel.

Seriously, it felt amazing just now.

Alex didn't even glance my way, just rolled his eyes and walked off toward the bedroom. "Don't bother."

Not that I was bothered.

After all, in Crybaby's little fantasy world, I was the big bad villain.

I was the one who left him and his baby waiting in the bushes for a whole month.

But I felt like I forgot something important.

Wait, the bedroom!

Suddenly, it hit me, and my face instantly changed.

Panicking, I hurried toward the bedroom.

But I was already too late.

"Sophie, where are my clothes?" Alex shouted.

He'd just gone to change into his pajamas, only to find his side of the closet was completely empty.

No matter how much he searched, not a single piece of his stuff was left in there.

I scratched my head, flashing him an awkward smile.

How was I even supposed to explain this?

I couldn't just tell him I figured since we broke up, it was time to clear out all my ex's stuff.

So I sold it all secondhand in two days.

Nope, I couldn't say that.

If I said that, I'd be dead meat.

"I... I..." I stammered, totally at a loss for words.

Then, an idea hit me and I clapped my hands. "I was actually planning to buy you a whole new wardrobe!"

"So I just donated all your old clothes for you."

Alex was quiet for a moment. "So where are the new clothes?"

"Uh... well..." I stammered.

I hurried to cover it up. "I just thought you might not like the stuff I picked out."

"So, after you wake up, let's go shopping together and get you something new,."

Alex glanced down at his worn-out clothes and asked, dead serious, "So what am I supposed to wear for my nap?"

Shoot, what was he even supposed to wear now?

If I'd known this would happen, I would've kept a few of his clothes.

But...

I couldn't help sneaking a look at Alex's hot body, and my mouth went dry.

Honestly, if he ended up not wearing anything, I wouldn't mind at all.

Judging by the look Alex shot me, he totally knew what I was thinking.

He beat me to it, pulling out an oversized tee that had been squished at the bottom of my closet.

I was way too big for me. It looked like I was a kid sneaking into grown-up clothes.

After that, it just got buried at the bottom of my closet and forgotten.

Who would've thought it'd actually come in handy today?

Still, I couldn't help feeling a weird sense of regret.

It was fine, anyway.

At least I got to watch him change right here.

At least I could get a good eyeful.

I just kept staring at Alex, my imagination already going off the rails with all kinds of spicy scenes.

I could practically feel drool pooling at the corner of my mouth.

I kept staring at him just like that.

Even after Alex pushed me out of the bedroom, I was still daydreaming about him.

I stared at the door he'd locked behind him, like I was some kind of thief.

Pouting, I turned away and started sulking, doodling circles on the floor like a kid.

I kept badmouthing him, such as he was so mean, or he was a jerk.

He even made up a whole story about having a baby, and now, he wouldn't even let me watch him change.

I swore I'd ignore him.