Bree nodded. “Yes. Why do you want to have anything to do with me? All I’ve done is turn your world upside down. You should be enjoying this time before you have all the responsibilities of fatherhood.”
Nick hadn’t thought about it that way, and he didn’t want to think about it that way. “I’m just as responsible for this situation as you are.” He turned off the engine and opened the car door. “Now, come on. Let’s go see what’s in my fridge to eat.”
He came around to her side of the car and opened her door. He reached in to give her a hand as she got out and then, as if completely natural, she leaned into him and their lips met in a kiss.
A kiss filled with promise for things to come.
Lisa Dyson has created stories ever since she got an “A” on a fifth-grade writing prompt. She grew up in eastern Pennsylvania and now lives near Washington, DC, with her husband and rescue dog. She has three grown sons, a daughter-in-law, and four adorable grandchildren. Besides writing, reading, and family time, she enjoys rooting for her favorite sports teams.