“We could always look at options down the road,” Benny said. “No rush. There’s nothing wrong with where we are.”
“Exactly,” I agreed. “I’m just thinking out loud.”
Millie laid her marker down.
“How many bedrooms?”
I should have recognized that tone.
“I don’t know, baby. We aren’t buying a house.”
“But if we did?”
“Enough for everybody. Maybe one extra.”
Her eyes widened.
“Oh.”
Nixx narrowed his eyes. “What was that?”
“Nothing.”
I knew that nothing. It was the same nothing she offered when she’d hidden a cookie or decided Rabbit needed a bath in the bathroom sink.
“Millie,” I said.
“Would the extra one have a closet?”
“Probably. Why?”
“For baby clothes.”
Benny stopped folding a towel.
Nixx looked at me, and I knew he was about to become absolutely useless.
“What baby clot
