My Husband Overprotective
“And she stayed awake for twenty minutes looking at the mobile.”
“Did she finish her water?”
“Every drop,” Ethan said.
“I logged it right after I changed her.”
He looked at the wall clock above the sink.
It was ten minutes past six.
The landline on the kitchen wall chime-chirmed twice, its loud bell vibrating through the quiet room.
Ethan did not flinch or look at his wrist watch.