It had taken most of the evening for Abby to gather the courage to ask him that, and it was over a shared pint of Ben & Jerry’s that she managed to push the words through her lips. Lucas was on a blanket on the floor, doing his best to sit up, though he was likely still too young. He was pushing up on his hands, and she was certain he’d be crawling far sooner than she was ready. Just like this conversation was happening sooner than she wanted it to, but she couldn’t live with the uncertainty anymore. He arched a brow as he dipped his spoon into the pint of ice cream, taking a large bite before he responded verbally. “Do I remember what?” “What you said right before you fell asleep. Do you remember?” He cocked his head to the side, looking as though he was considering the matter. “I think I might’ve mentioned that I have a meeting tomorrow at four, or perhaps I told you Amber called and wants to have lunch with us all next week, except my parents.”
