Chapter 137

• Christian came into the living room rubbing his eyes and fell onto my lap. “My eyes are still asleep,” he mumbled and curled into a ball. My arms went around him instinctively and he smiled sleepily.
• “Time for you to get dressed and have breakfast, little man.” Christian didn’t budge but I felt his hands fist my t-shirt.
• After a little while I picked him up and we went upstairs. I helped him get dressed and sat with him in the bathroom while he talked non-stop and brushed his teeth at the same time. I could only smile at him.