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“Have a safe trip. See you Thursday.”
“Bye, Lisa. Love you.”
She didn’t answer right away, understanding where he was coming from. “Bye, Ryan.”
Betsy cuddled next to Ryan in the bed, the remote poised at the TV to unmute the sound. “I know where that came from. Force of habit, genuine fondness for her. But if you really do still love her, you need to make it right.”
Ryan hugged Betsy. “Lisa and I have more history than two kids together. I’m not ready to share yet, but soon. She’d never take me back, even if I wanted that.”
“Okay, no problem, Ryan. I’m glad you’re so comfortable with me that you can tell your ex that you love her in front of me.”
“Are you going to Thanksgiving dinner with me?” Ryan
“I am. By the way, who’s Kassandra, and why would you ask her to go to Las Vegas?”
“She’s a cardiac surgeon. We were just screwing around at coffee,” Ryan admitted. “I’d never date her, anyway. She’s too old.”
“I’m older than you are,” Betsy said.
“She’s almost forty.”
“Ah. The big four-oh.”
“Do you want to make a baby?”
“Ryan, you have three kids.”
“And I want a real family, with you.”
“Let’s give it a year, okay? I’m not having a baby without a marriage license and a ring.”
“You’re tough.” Ryan got out of bed, scratching his ass cheek. “Take a shower with me.”
“Okay. I guess we’re at that stage of the relationship where we can shower to save water.”
“What are you talking about? I want you in the shower so I can play with your body.”
Betsy giggled, pulling the sheets up to her chin. “I’m embarrassed.”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of bed. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I want you. All of it.”
Max and Alison were in the kitchen, cleaning up from the hectic day, when the texts came through.
“Did you ever think about hosting?” he asked.
“Get real, Max. We have place settings for eight, and that’s if I can find all the forks the kids have taken out of the kitchen.”
“But you could if you wanted to. I’d gladly buy the things we need to have guests.”
“You would?”
“Definitely. We’ve never talked about it before because we’ve been nonstop since we hooked up, you with the coffee shop and me with the door business.”
“There’s been no time to entertain,” Alison said, handing him a dish to put away.
“But I feel like since I hired a helper and you have things running like a well-oiled machine downtown, we should pay back people for some of the parties and dinners we’ve been to.”
“Even when I was married to the doctor, I didn’t have dinner parties. I don’t have anything to say to people.”
