The Witch's Window: Ch 12

After lunch, I was in the office looking for Maija prints to be able to hang on the walls in the living room and conference room. I’m a huge fan of her work, and they fit with our home. Elliot walked in and asked to sit in his chair. I stood up, let him sit down, then I sat in his lap without ever taking my hand off the mouse or my eyes off the screen. He laughed, “What has you so enthralled that you can’t even say hi?” I chuckled, “I’m looking for Maija prints for the living room and conference room. Look.” He looked at the prints and agreed fully with me, “Those are perfect for this house. I see about eight of them that I would love to own.” I started laughing at him and he raised his eyebrows at me, “What? They’re really good!” I laughed even harder, “What happened to letting me decorate the house?” He chuckled, “Well don’t show me this stuff if you don’t want my input.” I snuggled closer to him, “I do love that we love the same things. Which ones were you going to choose?” He po