Chapter 153

Allison felt her patience wearing thin. This man was absolutely impossible. "Just make do with these," she said, gesturing to the clean clothes she'd laid out. "They're perfectly fine." Liam sat up in bed, picking up the t-shirt and sniffing it with an exaggerated grimace. "Not happening. These smell musty." His alpha nose was more sensitive than he was letting on, but Allison didn't need to know that. Allison bit back a retort. She'd never encountered a man so fussy—worse than any woman she'd known. Still, considering how he'd handled himself at dinner with her parents, Mark and Gina, without revealing her secret, and the fact he was clearly intoxicated, she managed to keep her tone even. "So what exactly do you want me to do?" she asked, carefully masking her own alpha scent as she had for months now. Her experiment to find a worthy mate based on character rather than instinct had led her here—babysitting a drunk alpha male who couldn't even appreciate clean clothes. "I don't necessa