The Alpha's Babysitter
She couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm and zest for life, grateful for every moment she got to spend with him.
As they walked hand in hand, Theo suddenly sneezed, a reminder of the cold he had recently battled. Mama Hazel's maternal instincts kicked in, and she reached into her bag to pull out a pack of tissues, handing one to Theo.
"Remember to cover your mouth when you sneeze, Theo. We don't want you catching another cold," Mama Hazel reminded gently, her voice filled with care and concern.
Theo nodded, wiping his nose with the tissue and flashing a sheepish grin at his mother. "Sorry, Mama. I'll be more careful next time," he promised, his eyes sparkling with sincerity.