After laying him down, Blair turned toward Erin and brought her hands up in a praying motion. “Please let me stay. It’s the least I can do after messing with his sleep schedule right after you surprised me with one of the best days of my life.”

“Today was one of the best days of your life?” Erin was sure Blair was just saying that to flatter her, but it worked. Erin wanted Blair to stay and tell her everything about the magical day she spent with Erin’s son.

“It really was. I had so much fun with that little rascal of yours. I can’t thank you enough for planning that for me.”

“And you’re willing to stay longer after spending the whole day chasing around that rascal of mine?” This whole not kissing thing is very hard.

“Is that so hard to believe?” Blair tilted her head and creased her eyebrows as if she was truly confused, but the smile that had been on her face since she walked in the door remained.

“After my ex, yes. I swear she couldn’t even spend an hour with Nolan before claiming that she needed time to herself.” Erin shook her head as she thought back on that time. “There were so many signs I didn’t see. That I should’ve seen.”

Blair took Erin’s hand and pulled her over to the loveseat, where they were forced to sit close together. “I think a lot of the time we only see the things we want to. That’s not your fault.”

That was nice of Blair to say, but Erin wasn’t so sure she agreed with her. “I don’t know. There were some pretty giant red flags.” Erin turned to face Blair more fully. Even though she told herself she shouldn’t make Blair listen to her drone on about Bianca again, she couldn’t help it. She felt comfortable with Blair in a way she didn’t with anyone else. “You know how I told you I’ve always hated my last name?”

“Of course.” Blair squeezed Erin’s hand, reminding her that she had never let go of it after sitting down.

Instead of letting go now, she squeezed Blair’s hand in return and tried to ignore the shockwaves that the contact sent throughout her body. “I opened up to Bianca about that at some point during our first year together,” almost a year into dating, but Erin wasn’t going to admit that to the girl she had told after only a month. “And she always used to talk about how she couldn’t wait to give me her last name once we got married. Well, we got married, and life got in the way, and I just never did it. I always planned to. I just… I don’t know. That was on me.”

“So, what happened?”