"I should know better than to show up on time," he answers, but he's grinning as well and when she comes out of the apartment, he leans in and presses a short, hard kiss against her head anyway. Ever since his parents arrived in town they haven't let up on him. Last year it would have been the same, but last year it would have been things like, When are you ever going to meet someone nice? and What about Lara? She's so good to you. She'd make a wonderful girlfriend. He'd never expected that to let up, but it has.

Instead it's been replaced by things like, Have you been checking in on your sister? and Is Charlotte making any friends in town? All he can really do is hope they haven't been giving her a hard time since they got here.

"Come on, Spencer gave me a list," he says, gesturing with his phone. "And about twenty-five versions of a nursery to show you that he wants your thoughts on."