“I think all that toy shopping made me hungry. How about you guys?” Ethan said, once we were all buckled into the car.
“Yay!” Becca cried.
“Um,” I started softly, trying to get Ethan’s attention. “I really can’t afford to go out to eat. We got pizza last night, and that’s pretty much our one meal I don’t cook.”
“My treat.”
I shook my head. “I can’t let you do that. You already gave them toys. I feel like we’re taking advantage of you.”
He tilted my chin up when I ducked my eyes away from him. “I invited you, Olivia. All of you. I want to do this. You can cook me dinner one night if it’ll make you feel better.”
I grinned at his presumption and lifted my eyebrows. “Oh, so you think we’ll see each other again?”
He smirked. “I know we will.”
I finally realized the kids were quiet in th
