Chapter 487

  For goodness sakes, stop obsessing, Arry!

  “Eat, Sophie, for the love of God or I will literally spoon feed you.” Arrick looks at his watch and pushes my bowl back at me in agitation after I eased it further out again; getting up now he has finished and gives me that Carrero glare. He is trying to exert a little command and failing. I shake my head at him and meet a sigh of resignation.

  “Okay, so we have all that agreed on … Anything else?” I pout, pulling over the bowl and take a spoonful anyway, because now his sighing has me feeling shitty when all he wants is to take care of me and his irritation is becoming evident. I am pleasantly surprised that it actually tastes good and start to dig in while he takes his bowl to the sink and rinses it. He looks up, sees me chewing and smiles impulsively. Happy that he thinks he has some sway over me when really, I didn’t think I could handle any more of his womanly whining.