Erin could read between the lines of what she was saying. Blair was making a promise to her that it didn’t matter what did or didn’t happen between them. She would be there for Erin. Blair definitely deserved someone better, and she deserved to not have to wait around for someone with more issues than Vogue . God, this line of thought was not stopping the tears. Without saying another word, Blair stood up and headed to the kitchen. “Is the medicine in one of these cabinets?” she yelled from the other room, again proving how well she knew Erin since she somehow figured out she would keep her medicine in the kitchen.

“Yes! The one all the way to the right.”

After a few minutes, Blair walked back into the room carrying soup, medicine, and water. She set the soup on the coffee table, then handed the medicine and water to Erin. “Hopefully this will get you feeling a little bit better.”

Erin had no doubt that it would. She felt better from just having Blair here. Blair scooted the coffee table closer to the couch so Erin could reach it. A moment later, she went into the kitchen again and came back carrying soup for herself. They ate in relative silence, but it wasn’t uncomfortable at all. It was actually the opposite. Erin felt completely content sitting beside Blair, not saying a word.

She had almost finished her soup when Nolan started to stir on the love seat. “Mommy?” he asked as he slowly opened his eyes. “I’m so hungry, Mommy.”

“On it.” Blair jumped up before Erin even had a chance to respond. “What do you want, buddy? Mac and cheese or chicken noodle soup? Now, be warned that it’s not your mom’s mac and cheese, so while I’m sure it’s very tasty, it’s not that  tasty.”

Nolan crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Blair. “I want Mommy’s  mac and cheese.”

“Mommy isn’t feeling well, sweetie,” Erin told him. “I promise I will make you my mac and cheese once I’m feeling better though.”

“I want Bear  to make it.”

“Me?”

The way Blair pointed to herself, as if she was shocked anyone would ever ask her to cook, made Erin laugh.

“Yes! You!” Nolan jumped off of the couch and wrapped his arms around Blair’s legs. “P-ease, Bear.”

Erin watched Blair’s face soften and she could tell she was going to give him what he wanted, in one way or another. Sucker. Erin smiled to herself.

Blair extracted Nolan from around her legs then knelt down in front of him. “I’ll make you a little deal. If you eat chicken noodle soup tonight, I’ll come back tomorrow and make your mom’s macaroni and cheese. I don’t have the ingredients to make it now.”

Nolan scrunched up his nose and tilted his head. “In-gedients?”