One Night With My Alpha Professor
“Why don’t you try, honey?”
Joseph hesitated, his small fingers wrapping around the toy. He glanced up at Eliza, then back at the lake where we all splashed and played, still unsure. But something must have clicked in him, because with a quiet determination, he lifted the water gun, aimed carefully at Peter…
And squeezed the trigger.
Peter’s reaction was nothing short of theatrical. He clutched his chest as if he had just been mortally wounded. “I’ve been hit!” he cried, staggering backward toward the edge of the dock. “The mighty warrior has defeated me!”