Chapter 29 Tell Me

• Kristen’s [POV]
• “I think he’s out for the count,” I said, pushing back a few stray hairs that had fallen onto Noah’s forehead.
• He was sprawled out on the living room sofa, his legs flung about in strange directions, and yet, he looked so peaceful and happy. His chest rose and fell in little spurts, and there was a faint smile on his mouth. The living room carpet was a mess of crayons, coloring books, blocks, and toys, and Jake had to tread carefully to get to us.