Alex's POV

I carefully held her in my arms as she leaned on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my neck.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked, and she shook her head.

She adjusted herself on me while I waited, and when she was done, she nodded. So, I carried her down the stairs and walked into the kitchen.

I sat her on the kitchen countertop, took out my phone from my pocket, and gave it to her to keep herself company while I headed to the cupboard.

After gathering the things I'll use for cooking, I walked over to where the white apron was and slipped it on.

I glanced...