"Does that happen a lot?" She asked, fingering the tie on her maternity sweater.
"It does." I said with a shrug.
It was true.
I was alone most of the time anymore.
I hadn't felt the gentle touch of skin against skin in so long.
Too long.
"Come on. Let's get you settled." I said, flicking the kitchen lights off and starting up the stairs.
I stood at the landing waiting for her to catch up.
She moved so slowly with the child weighing her down.
I hesitated outside the guest room door.
I wanted her closer to me.
Closer.