45. No Fucks Given

ALINA'S POV

True to my words, I did take the day off. Because I desperately needed some quality time with my baby. So we decided to make some pancakes. Since my boy loves it. And he wanted to help. So who was I to deny that. Thea was already off to work and Elliot was busy with some shoot. Which left the two of us alone.

“What else should I do mommy?” He asked after opening a the container of sugar. He was just sitting on the kitchen slab as I mixed the battar, feeling left out, he scolded me that I wasn't giving him work to help me out. Which is why I handed him a few bottle containers to open up.

“That's it buddy. You've been a very good chef. I'm so proud of you,” I encouraged my boy.

“But you did not even let me cook, Mama,” he complained with a pout on his lips and I immediately kissed it away.

“You don't have to worry about cooking honey when mama is here with you.”

“Oki,” he smiled, showing me his pearl teeth.

Once the pancakes were ready, I piled them up on a plate and dri