Samantha’s POV

“Such a baby,” I scoffed as I watched Xeon place a sleepy Dre in his lap at the Lunch table and serve his and Dre’s lunch in one plate only.

Inspite of his tired, sleepy state, Dre managed to glare my way and flip a middle finger when the Luna was not looking.

What the hell?!

How fucking dare he?

I glared back and added, “I guess your mate needs a nib and a high chair too, Xeon. You can feed him his cerelac in there, since the baby can ...