(Leigh’s POV)
When I opened my eyes, I saw my husband’s gorgeous face. I wondered what time he came home last night that Kayla was making fun of me already, telling me I scared and pushed Alex away. I fell asleep worrying about him, but all my fears and worries faded away with him beside me.
I snuggled closer to him, and after I did, he wrapped his arms around my body and kissed my forehead.
“Good morning, Cupcake,” greeted Alex in his low and sexy voice.
“Are you still mad at me?” I asked worriedly as I threw my head back to look at him. He raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and shook his head.
“Why would I be mad at you?” He asked, kissing the tip of my nose and brushing my messy hair on the side of my face.
“Because…” My voice trailed off, lowering my gaze, remembering my hor
