After the house tour, Josh had eaten dinner, had a warm bath, and now he was sleeping soundly in his bed.
After tucking him in, Jamal and Abigail stepped out quietly, closing the door behind them.
Abigail leaned against the wall with a small smile. "It feels strange," she whispered. "Being here like this with you. In your home…"
"Our home," Jamal cut in, and she grinned.
"I just wanted to hear you say that," she said with a giggle, and Jamal chuckled.
Jamal smiled at her. "It feels very right to me. You both being here. Our son sleeping in his room opposite ours. I love that we can finally be alone this way."
Her cheeks warmed and her heart beat fast. "Me too." She felt safe, wanted, and happy.
He took her hand. "So, what do you want to do now?"
Abigail grinned. "We could see a movie. We've never done that.
