#Chapter 137 The Admission

A few hours later, Andrew and I lay in bed together, exhausted from our lovemaking. We both rested on our backs, Andrew’s arm protectively wrapped around me with his hand resting on my stomach. I laced my fingers through his, contentedly holding his hand. “You always know how to make me feel better,” he said through his panting. I grinned. “Well, I’ve found that most men feel better after sex.” Andrew chuckled. “That’s not what I mean.” “Then what?” “I mean…you know exactly what to say to make feel better when I’m down. No one has ever really bothered to try doing that for me before.” I blushed at his admission. “I’m sure that’s not true.” “It is. Everyone cares more about what I can do for them as Alpha King than how I am doing. Even Lisa, bless her heart, seems more concerned with her parties and all the social obligations of being a ‘princess’ than how her father is feeling.” He threw his free arm over his eyes. “She’s even chosen another potential Alpha King, one more l