Verity nodded. "Just let me know if you need anything. I have a pretty free run of the house if I want it, okay?" She had a feeling that he would suffer so as not to impose on her and she couldn't imagine something worse.
Verity gave a small chuckle, leaning into his touch. "Something like that. Crazy dreams about babies... who knows what my mind is capable of." Surrepitiously she met his eyes at the mention of the baby. Their baby. Their son. She should tell him. He was here now, what excuse did she have?