Freya
“I think I’m ready to start work now, Orson.” I muttered as I rubbed his chest. We were in the room and it was dimly lit.
“No, I don’t think you should work at the pack company anymore.” He replied sternly and I frowned.
“What do you mean? Where would you have me work?” I asked as I sat up and he sighed heavily as he did the same.
“I don’t think you should work anymore, it’s just too dangerous… There’s no telling what is going to happen next time and if you’re going to survive it…” He muttered and I shook my head.
“Stop working? I can’t stop working, Orson. I love my job, it makes me happy, this is why I studied for and now you want my whole years of studying to go to waste just because you’re scared?” I demanded and he frowned.
“I’m concerned about you, there’s j
