I woke up this morning hungover and regretful, and I’ve been trying to apologize to her ever since.
 
 She looks down at my hand and raises an eyebrow.
 
 “Did I catch you in the middle of something?”
 
 I look down to see an Allen wrench in my hand.
 
 My cheeks burn, and I’m not sure I want her to know what I’m building upstairs.
 
 But right now, she needs reassurance, and just because I’m embarrassed doesn’t mean I shouldn’t give it to her.
 
 I take her hand and lead her upstairs to the guest room, where I’ve started to set up a crib and a changing station.
 
 Olivia claps a hand over her mouth, her eyes watering. “Damien. This is...”
 
 “Early. I know. But when the baby is here, I want him to have his own room.”
 
 “Him?”
 
 I smile sheepishly. “I don’t know. Just feels like a boy, I guess.” I pause, watching her face. “Are you okay?”
 
 She sniffles, rubbing at her eyes. “I’m fine. It’s just the hormones.”
 
 “Can I get you something to drink?”
 
 “Some water would be nice. Or tea, if you have it.”
 
 “Tea it is.”
 
 I head downstairs again, and she follows me into the kitchen as I put on the kettle, taking two teacups down from the cabinet.
 
 Olivia sits down at the small breakfast nook in the kitchen, looking around.
 
 “You have a beautiful home. It’s smaller than I expected.”
 
 I shrug. “I didn’t want to rattle around in a mansion. I only need so much space.”
 
 She licks her lips, and I struggle not to look at her mouth.
 
 “You’ve never had a live-in girlfriend?”
 
 I scoff. “Me? No. Nothing like that.”
 
 Her eyes search my face curiously, and I wonder what she’s thinking.
 
 She doesn’t speak again, and I pour boiling water over the teabags. “Cream or sugar?”
 
 “Just sugar, please. A lot of it.”
 
 I chuckle and put the tea in front of her along with a spoon and a container of sugar. I sit across from her, and she mixes in a truly insane amount of sugar.
 
 “Should have known you have a sweet tooth.”
 
 “Because I’m so sweet?” She smiles, and my heart swells.
 
 Maybe things are getting better. I would hate myself forever if I chased her away because of my actions.
 
 “Listen, Olivia, I want to apologize.”