C50 Chapter 50

Melia's pov

“You want to work?” Bastian said, his eyes slightly wide in surprise.

“Well,” I began, fidgeting with the hem of my robe. I’d had a difficult time opening up about it, and his look of shock wasn’t helping my confidence. “You don’t have to sound so horrified.”

Bastian crossed the kitchen in two easy strides, his hands immediately finding their place at my waist, warm and reassuring