Chapter 162: Who Are You?
(WESLEY)
It’s been about a week since I moved into Miles and Arlo’s place. In truth, it took me a while to get used it. I have never had a problem living in people’s houses, but Miles is not your typical alpha. He is actively taking part in baby Reign’s care. It threw me off at first. It is sweet that Miles wants to be part of taking care of the baby, but it is stressful as hell, mostly because he doesn’t fully trust me. I know it in my gut. He watches me a lot, and his gaze is impossible to read. If he thought that I was a danger to his family, I’m sure that by now he would have already fitted me for cement boots.
But I get why he is overly cautious. It makes him very wary of strangers and new people.
Miles’s inherent suspiciousness comes with a territory. The people of higher ranks in the syndicate tend to be suspicious of everyone. Even my family did the same. Never once did I see my father and brother trust a new face. It would take forever to get a mafia family to accept you. One of the reasons they don’t trust people easily is the fear of them being undercover cops. Some of those cops take years to firm bonds with the mafia just so they can infiltrate the organization and lock them away.
Miles and Arlo left earlier this morning because they had a meeting. I am left alone at home with baby Reign. I’m happy that even fir that short while, I’m away from Miles’s prying eyes. Plus, it is fine to handle the baby however I know without having to explain every detail of it. Its not that I mind explaining my way if care to the new parents. That makes the bigger part of my job and is the reason why I stay at their home for the most part. But sometimes, I just appreciate hanging out with the kids alone. Without their parents hounding my every move.
Now that Miles and Arlo are away, I’m having a leisurely morning. Miles has a security team watching us and his home. Right now, they are outside. That means it is just me and baby Reign in the big house. I left my bedroom door open so that I can hear when Miles and Arlo return.
The baby is full. I have just fed him and he has fallen asleep. I’m contemplating whether I can take a shower while he is still asleep. I’ll probably make it if I am quick enough. I pull off my white T-shirt which leaves me wearing just a pair of red plaid boxers. My last employer gave them to me as a Christmas gift. Alfonso is an elderly alpha who decided to adopt babies after his omega passed away. I’m so fond of him so I kept the boxers that he gave me, even though they are somewhat ostentatious.
Im just making my way to the bathroom to take a shower when baby Reign wakes up and begins to fuss. Frustration works through me as I make my way to him then I pick him up. I kiss his chubby cheeks. "What are you doing awake, baby? Don’t you know that I need to take a shower?"
The baby is still fussing grumpily. He kicks his feet in the air in response.