Re: eddie/steph - bathtime.
[Eddie ran his hands across her skin as she inched closer. He liked watching her talk, even when she was in pain or angry or tired. There was always something there. Something brighter than any riddle trophy he could ever make. Sometimes it was far back in the distance, behind clouds of worried blues, but he could always see it.]
Well. [He looked away from her for a second before settling back down against the tub, water up to his neck.] All this hype about having a kid messed me up, I think. I was reading books. Slipping vitamins into your pb&j sammiches. I was planning for it, you know? [Eddie looked relieved that they could talk about this. He smiled.] And, then we started fighting and I realized how unhappy I was. And, I think that baby would have been the worst thing for us. I wanted it, but not for the right reasons. I thought if my wife doesn't want my attention, maybe my kid will.
[He shook his head.] I know that's not right. I know. But, it takes a long time to shake that kind of thing off.