The second looked great, and I thought I had it figured out, until I had a slice and realised I forgot the sugar.

Third time’s the charm though, and this one came out of the oven looking great and filled with all the requisite ingredients.

I watch Liam as he looks suspiciously at the fork full of pie in his hand. He seems to weigh up the worst-case scenarios before deciding to taste it. When he goes for another mouthful I dig into my own. I think I did a good job. Would it win awards? No, but is it tasty enough to give as a gift? Yes, it is.

We eat in silence for a moment, the only sound in the room is forks on plates and quiet cooing from the baby monitor on the countertop between us. I have barely finished my slice by the time Liam has devoured his and cuts another slice, I must have done something right for him to like it this much.

Once we are both done he puts the plates in the dishwasher before taking me in his arms and sways me to music apparently only he can hear.

“Can you believe it’s nearly our anniversary?” he says against my forehead, still swaying left and right.

“Our what now?” I laugh.

“Anniversary?”

“Nope, we don’t have an anniversary because we aren’t married, in fact you never even asked me to be your girlfriend. I’m just a glorified roommate and baby mamma,” I joke.

“You did not just say that.” He pulls away from me, grabbing both my hands in his against his chest, laughing at me with a shocked face.

“You must mean our one-night-stand-iversary,” I tell him, trying my best to keep a straight face.

“Never say that again.” He tells me before moving both of my hands into one of his using the other to tickle my sides. I beg to be let go but he just tickles me harder rubbing his stubble on my neck until I squeal.

“Fine, I surrender!” I laugh catching my breath when he finally loosens his grips on me, but he doesn’t let me get away. Instead he takes the hand that was buried in my ribs and moves it to my neck, pulling my face closer to his.

“Good girl,” he says before kissing me deeply.

“Who knew Jonas flirting with me would be the best thing to happen to me?” Still in his arms we start to sway again, there is something so right about being in his arms swaying to our heartbeats and the soft snores of our little girl through the monitor.