“That’s not why I came over, though. I’ve had it since the last we . . . you said we should have, and we should. So I got some. Just in case. But we don’t have to.” It was painful to watch him stumble over the words, his mouth clumsy when seconds before his hands had been so sure. I touched my index finger to his lips, leaning up to kiss him. His shoulders sagged. He already knew what I was going to say.
