Seven
Erin turned the bacon and glanced at the clock on Lauren’s microwave. It was half past nine, but Gideon was still snoozing away on the couch. Hungry and bored waiting for him to wake up, she’d started breakfast. That was now nearly finished. She chewed on her lip. Should she rouse him now or wait for him to wake up when he was ready? On the one hand, he’d be more rested for their drive home, but on the other, he was anxious to see his son. Would he be upset with her if she let him sleep a little longer?
Idly, she wondered if he’d be less serious and more like the lighthearted man she’d met in June once Liam was back in his care. If someone were to ask her right then which she preferred, she’d have no answer. She enjoyed his jesting, but the moments of vulnerability endeared him to
