JULIAN'S POV
I knew I should stop; I knew that what I was doing was not right, I knew she was right and that what happened should not have happened, but for some reason, I couldn't stop myself. I promised myself that what happened should never happen again, but when I woke up the next morning and she was gone, it did things to me. Then when I came down for breakfast and she wasn't there, I knew she was avoiding me, which should be a good thing, but I was angry. The fact that she wanted me, but she didn't want to want me was very infuriating.
Iris began to squirm as she was trying to get out of my hold. We were still in the hallway, and anybody could walk in on us at any time, including my daughters, but I didn't care. I enjoyed having Iris close to me.
“Julian, please let me go.” She
