“So how is it?” I asked Christian. I decided to make breakfast and for the first time I did not burn down the house.
“I thought you were going to poison me...but it’s actually edible,” Christian complimented me. Besides taking care of Siena, he got up every single morning to make me breakfast and cleaned up everything after me because I was a messy person and I felt terrible about it.
I always used to say that I was the one who was taking care of two babies, but it was actually the other way around.
“So it’s good?” I asked for confirmation. “Gina, what do you think? He has to be nice to me because he owes me that, you do not.”
“Right.” Gina smiled. “I’m still alive and I didn’t throw up, so you did a great job. Like a five out of ten.”
“Only a five?” I spoke offended while Christian g
