Alpha & Omega (Alpha's Rejects #4)

To say I’d been pissed that Kingston went back to the hospital because he fell, and Cueball didn’t fucking tell me right away, was an understatement. He claimed he didn’t want to disrupt business and that he was telling me then. He should’ve told me immediately, dammit! That was the last time I left him alone with Kingston.

At least he hadn’t damaged his leg so much that it required another surgery. They just had to clean him up and give him some new sutures. The inner sutures were still intact.

Hudson was over at Oliver’s place as I got dinner ready for Kingston. Finally, he forced himself out of his bedroom and sat at the kitchen table, going over his finances while I cooked. The pain in his leg was clearly etched on his face, but he didn’t complain.

“How does Moqueca sound, which is a Brazilian fish stew? I got the fish from Stone, who kindly brought some over for us.”