"So how long is this drive?"

Nicholas reached over and took my hand to hold in his. "We're avoiding rush hour, so probably around an hour."

He wanted to be alone again today—just the two of us—to check out the house he found for us. So we were in a sedan because he didn't want me or the baby to be cramped in his favorite car.

It was the day after his meeting with Simon, and I wasn't quite sure how I felt about it all. Nicholas had gotten home late the night before, looking tired, but relieved. He had pulled me into his arms and told me everything that...