“Mmm?”
I pause the TV and roll onto my back so my head is in his lap. “We’ve been seeing each other for weeks now, but we haven’t spent the whole night together.”
Spence continues to stroke my hair. He stares into my eyes, his brown eyes warm, kind, and full of love.
“And I know that’s my fault,” I carry on.
“It’s no one’s fault, sweet boy. There just hasn’t been an opportunity yet. There will be.”
I love the way he always tries to soothe any worries I have. “I want to,” I tell him. I run my finger over one of the paint stains on his shirt. “Do you want to stay here on Friday night?”
Spence raises his eyebrows. “What about Lexi?”
“I’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
“If she’s not all right with it…”
“I’ll let you know, and I’ll wait a while longer,” I say.
He nods slowly. “As long as Lexi is happy about the idea of me spending the night, I’d love to.” He puts his other hand on my knee and traces spirals on it. “If the weather’s nice, we could take Lexi to a park or playground before tea.”
“She’d love that.”
Spence grins. “So would I. It’s been ages since I sat on a swing.”
I laugh. “I think you’ll be needed to push.”
“You or Lexi?”
“Both?”
“Done.” He leans down to kiss me. “Anything to make my boy and his little girl happy.” He nudges my nose with his before straightening his back. “Lexi is wonderful.”
“She’s been a brat to you.”
“She’s testing me,” Spence says. “She wants me to dress up as a fairy princess.”
“Blake does that with her all the time.”
“So she said.”
“Would you?” I ask.
“Sure, why not?”
“You wouldn’t be embarrassed?”
Spence shrugs. “It would only be in the house, wouldn’t it?”
“I guess so.”
“Then no, I wouldn’t be embarrassed.”
“Maybe we should have a fairy princess tea party on Friday,” I muse.
Spence chuckles. “That will only work if you’re going to get dressed up too.”
I scowl, even though I set myself up for the suggestion. “I think there’s only one adult-sized set of fairy princess clothes in the house.”
