“Good,” he said. “How about I give you some ice cream?” He left her in the living room while he went to the kitchen. Soon Derek had returned with the ice cream.
“I thought you would like mint chocolate chip.” He brought the two bowls and set them on the coffee table. The two sat at the love seat.
“Do you think our plan will work?” she asked Derek.
He nodded. “You have nothing to worry about.” He put an arm around her
Deborah took a bite of her ice cream. “This is my favorite ice cream. All it is missing is some pie.”
Derek put a hand over her stomach. It was flat and smooth. “Well, you have room for pie. Unfortunately, I don’t have any.”
