Helen’s POV
Permit me? My insides bristled at that statement. As if this house and my decision to take my own space were somehow his gifts. Then again, Randy pointed out how both of us were at a disadvantage in our social interactions. Maybe he didn’t even realize how bossy that sounded. Besides, even if he wanted to take credit for the idea, in the end, he wasn’t going to interfere with me living alone.
“We’re going to give this little experiment of yours a chance to work,” Justin continued. “And in the meantime, I have an experiment of my own. If I agree to let you stay here, will you agree to try my experiment?”
I nibbled at my lip nervously. “Can I hear the experiment first?”
He huffed. “I suppose that’s fair. Fine, in that case, I have a job that I want you to do, and it has not
