Julian's POV*
I kissed her on a Thursday. We were arguing about whether Elise needed a bigger car seat yet. Nadia had the manual open on the counter, I was looking over her shoulder at the weight chart, and when she turned to make her point, her face was three inches from mine, and the argument stopped.
I kissed her. She didn't pull back.
It lasted about four seconds. Then she stepped back and looked at me with an expression I couldn't fully read, which was new because I'd been learning her expressions for months.
"Okay," she said.
"Okay?"
"Just okay. Don't make it a thing."
I turned back to the car seat manual. "Elise needs the next size up." "I know she does. I said that ten minutes ago."
"You were right."
We ordered the car seat. Neither of us mentioned the kiss for the rest o
