Lycia

“So, what’s your favorite color?” Logan asked between bites.

“Purple.” I took a sip of my sparking juice. “What’s yours?”

“Blue,” he replied.

The conversation went to topics such as these as we ate and got to know each other. It was funny that we were just now getting acquainted, and we were going to have a baby. Go figure.

“So, how do you like to be kissed?” he suddenly asked, studying me as he took a sip of his ...