His nose was firmly stuck in the paper as she swayed around the room attempting to sooth their grumpy son she was just about to leave the room as so Andrew could read his paper in peace when he called her over.
"Lisa? Come see this." There was excitement in his voice, she assumed it was either some new medical brake through or something political that had caught his eye it usually was but not today.
Half an hour later Peter was fast asleep once more, she'd had a quick shower and was about to dry her hair but her head was elsewhere, always was these days. She'd been back at work for two weeks and had to admit it was a lot harder than she'd expected it to be. Trusting someone else, someone she didn't completely know to look after Peter was more difficult than she'd thought then every time a baby was brought in, which was thankfully not too often, her heart raced and head spun with fear of what she'd do in that situation. Work wasn't the same anymore but rather than resent it or wish to quit it made her want to do her job all the more. Still for once her head wasn't on Peter, work or getting the balance between the two right, no today it was on Andrew.
It was quite a while before she appeared again, her hair done, make-up on and dressed,her fitted high waisted light jeans clung to her shrinking figure whilst her loose black top fell off her right shoulder. She entered the living room just in time to see Andrew place the phone back down, looking slightly caught out. She smiled until she seen the look on his face, he was wary not to make decisions without her and may have taken one step too far.
"Andrew? What are you up to?" Her eyes were full of suspicion, arms folded and face tilted.
"Now don't get upset I just was on the phone arranging just a viewing." Sighing she knew she should have expected this, he wasn't the type to casually suggest moving and leave it for a while was he?
"On the house in the paper? I haven't agreed to anything yet Andrew!" His arms shoot up as if she had a gun to his head, knowing how quickly this conversation to go wrong.
"I know, don't worry. I just thought a viewing of the house would help us decide. There's no tricks it's just a look." She still didn't look sure, side glancing at him as she heads for her coffee.
"Just a look...Okay. Don't get your hopes up or anything." Smiling he begins to get his shoes on, having got dressed hours ago whilst Lisa was still trying to calm Peter down.
"I'm not, I promise." Her eyes narrowed, curious as to where he was going when it hit her.
"When is the viewing then?" He bit his lip as he answered this next question, trying to avoid her gaze.
"2pm." She let out a loud sigh and folded her arms once more frustrated by his lack of sense.
"That's in an hour!"
"Yeah, well it's just gone on the market so it wasn't hard. Plus we are both working the next few days." Coffee still in her hand she begins to head out of the room.
"Oh you are a complete nightmare you are! I'll go get Peters things ready, you get him ready and please don't wake him up."
Surprisingly they'd managed to make it on time to the viewing, just. Peter was still asleep in the pram as the approached the door, they house was quite grand looking a large tree in the front garden it was cut off from the street, peaceful. The woman that met them at the door had medium length dark hair pulled back tightly she seemed the dedicated career type, the type that judged woman who didn't work or even worse who chose to have kids and a career. Duffy knew she was probably reading her wrong but the way she looked her up and down and flashed a fake smile at her and Peter told her she was judging the woman just didn't know what category Lisa fell into. A working mother or stay at home mother? Shaking her own judgement out of head she allowed Andrew to introduce them both to her, and Peter as she introduced herself as Carolyn Winters before inviting them both inside.
Standing at the bottom of the large winding stair case it certainly wasn't the best with a young child running around but then there was stair gates she supposed. She couldn't argue with Andrew, the house was stunning, full of character and a fair few more bedrooms that she expected. A proper family home a far cry from her tiny flat or even his average sized one. She'd left Andrew to discuss details with Ms Winters, ones she wasn't particularly interested in as she wandered around a bit more. Finding herself back up stairs she glanced around the master bedroom, having left Peter with his father downstairs. She was wary not to get carried away, she doubted even between the both of them they could afford this house and what if they broke up and year down the line? Neither of them could afford any house of this size alone with a child.
Pushing the pram back and forth hoping to settle Peter Andrew was slightly ahead thanking Ms Winters for her time, promising they'd get back to her after they'd had time to talk. She'd given up pushing the pram by the time he got back to her and instead had him in her arms.
"So what do you think then?"
"I don't like that woman, I'll tell you that much."
"That's not what I asked and you know it. I won't bother asking why you don't like her, I'm sure I won't understand. So again what do you think?"
"I know that's not what you meant." A large smile appears over her face as she cuddles Peter close. "I like it. I really like it."
