She slid off the stool and walked around the bench to the kitchen where she began tidying up the remnants of their dinner. Barry had no food in the house so they had ordered pizza, much to Abby’s delight. It didn’t solve the dilemma of breakfast though, and Becky looked around her, puzzled about how she would manage to feed the little girl in the morning.

“What?” Barry said, his gaze pinning her in place. He really did have the most beautiful color eyes, a color she had only ...