Lance is too perceptive, Andrea thinks. If I’m not more careful, he’s going to see right through me. I need to find a better way to distract him.
“Stop changing the topic,” Andrea says. “Do you want me to make you a gift or not?”
Lance wrinkles his forehead and says, “No I’d rather not.”
“Why not?” Andrea asks.
“Last time you made me a gift, you left me,” Lance explains. “I treasure your gifts, but I treasure you more. I’d rather have you than a thousand gifts.”
Andrea looks away guiltily, knowing that she plans on leaving him again. She chews her lip, trying to think of another way to distract him. She rubs her hands over her stomach and suddenly she has an idea.
“What if we went and bought some gifts for our baby?” she asks. “Together?”
Lance frowns, “The baby isn’t even born yet.
