#Chapter 29 – A House a Home

I sit up straight, pulling my hand away from Christian and biting my lip, considering it. He turns fully to me, watching my face, sitting quietly and letting me have a moment to think. I just stare at him, losing myself a little in his grey-blue eyes, wondering…what the hell I’m supposed to do. Or say. Or feel! “What do you think I should do?” I hear myself ask. Christian just sighs and hangs his head. “I can’t make this decision for you, Iris.” “Yes, you can!” I snap, impulsively leaning forward and giving him a little shove that makes him raise his head and glare at me. “Christian! This is your realm of expertise, not mine!” Slowly, he sets his jaw, determined not to give in. I gnaw at my lip again, torn. Because Christian is right – it’s my decision to make, it has to be. But still, I don’t know the rules of this world. “If you were me,” I ask softly, looking again out the window, “what would you do?” “I’d take him out, Iris,” Christian answers instantly, making me look bac