Lillian had wondered what had happened to Steven. She'd thought about texting him throughout the day, but decided he was an adult and worrying might lead to smothering and she didn't want to be that kind of girl. So she had worried herself sick, pacing the house all day long, until finally she had passed out on the couch in the living room waiting for him.
When he entered the house, stumbling like a herd of elephants she jumped up from the couch with a tiny scream. It took a minute for her sleep blurred eyes to take in the form in the kitchen, but when she did she couldn't believe it.