 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Esme’s hand was soft in his and he lightly squeezed hers back. It was a reassuring sort of squeeze to show that he didn’t mind her suggestion. “No, it’s fine. We’ll just look at those first then we’ll see what other options there are.’’ Olly shook his head, in the process shaking his black hair out of his eyes. “Not really. Just about the space and that we should both like it.’’ He smiled, knowing that they would both agree on something eventually because they were such a great team.
“Our own house and our own baby.’’ The thought about having a baby was scary and it still did send Olly’s heart racing though not as much as before. He gently rested a hand against Esme’s belly which had started to show. “When will we start feeling him or her move?’’ he asked, completely at lost when it came to baby things. |