#Chapter 13 – The Leger

Christian breaks our gaze first, clenching his jaw and glancing down at his phone. “I have work to do,” he murmurs, pushing off the counter and brushing past me, already dialing and lifting his phone to his ear as he walks through the door to his room. “Come on, Bambi,” Frankie says after a long moment. He nods towards the couch, his voice kind. “Don’t overthink it. Do you like video games?” “You don’t have to call me Bambi,” I murmur, following him over to the sofa, bringing my coffee with me. “My name is Iris.” “Oh, I know your name,” he says, giving me a grin as he hands me a paddle. “I just like Bambi better. Now, this game is very violent, but all you need to do is shoot the aliens in the head…” About an hour later, I am no better at killing aliens. My heart starts to pound with relief and anxiety the moment Nico comes back through the door. “Got it!” he shouts, my duffel held high in his fist as he strides over to the couch. “Oh, thank god,” I say, reaching for the bag. “N