“Andy, what about Aida?” Laura slid the green and white duvet back from the queen-size bed in their comfortable bedroom, with an oak dresser and mirror, a chest of drawers, and a closet. It was just a bedroom, no walk-in closet, no fireplace, no extravagance, and she’d wondered for a moment if Andy would miss all that.
“Come on, get in bed. You’re about to fall over.” Andy was standing right in front of her in jeans and a plaid shirt. His jaw was scruffy, as he hadn’t shaved for a few days. Did the man have any idea how much she loved that look?
Laura was still in the sweatpants and t-shirt she’d worn home from the hospital, and she eased onto the bed and scooted down as Andy covered her. It was late afternoon, and Diana and Jed had just left with Danny. Andy had noticed Laura’s head wea
