Chapter 179

Mason's POV

“He’s pissing me off,” I snap, slamming the cabinet door a little harder than necessary.

Harper looks up from the book she’s pretending to read on the couch and raises a brow. “Hey, be nice to Theo. He’s injured.”

“Injured?” I scoff, turning to face her fully. “He can move. He’s been home for a week, and unless I’m hallucinating, I saw him bend down this morning to scratch the back of his knee.”

She crosses her arms and glares at me like I’ve just kicked a puppy.

“He’s still healing.”

I run a hand through my hair and let out a sharp breath. “I get that, baby girl. I do. The first few days? Sure. He wasn’t supposed to get up. We kept him still, fed him, even helped him shower. I was fully on board. But now? Now it’s just ridiculous.”