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boring dinner date. She spent most of her time divided between barking out orders in the café kitchen and playing with her kids.
    “I have one more store I need to go to before we do the grocery shopping.”
    “Sure. Anything you need.”
    The food arrived, and they busied themselves with filling their plates and eating the first piece of pizza without talking. The longer Dusty remained silent, the more Teressa fidgeted. It had always been so easy to talk to him before. She’d never have imagined they’d run out of things to talk about.
    Desperately, she searched for something they could discuss. “We need to figure out the bedrooms. I guess we can put the kids together for a while longer, and I’ll take the smallest bedroom. My bed should fit into it.”
    His face closed down even more. “If that’s what you want.”
    “I need to get the kids settled as soon as possible,” she explained. “They need to have their toys and books and things around them.”
    “We can clean out one of the bedrooms tonight and set it up for them,” he offered.
    “We’ll put all the stuff from that room into the small bedroom. I’ll sleep on the couch in the living room, and you can have your bed back.”
    When he got a stubborn look on his face, she put up her hand. “You’re fishing, Dusty. You need your sleep.”
    “You’re working at the café and looking after your children. You need yours.”
    “Fine.” She picked a green pepper off her pizza. “When you get up, I’ll crawl into your bed and catch another few hours of sleep.” She shivered, thinking of how delicious it would feel to crawl into Dusty’s still-warm bed.
    “We’ll get that second bedroom cleaned out as soon as we can. Most of the stuff is from the kitchen and living room because we were going to tackle those rooms first.”
    “I still think that’s a good idea. We need a common living area.”
    He took another piece of pizza. “Starting tomorrow Josh is going to be working on the house during the day. I thought he should begin with the flooring, but if you need him to work on something else, just let him know when he arrives.”
    “I think the flooring is as good a place as any to start.” She bit her tongue. She made his place sound like a total disaster area. Which it was, but still... “I need to find a babysitter for the kids after school.”
    She watched as Dusty’s eyes followed a waitress who was carrying a tray full of glasses of beer. Right. Not hard to tell what his priorities were.
    “I’m sorry.” He turned to her. “What did you say?”
    “I need a babysitter for the children after school,” she snapped. “Linda used to pick them up from school and watch them until I finished work.”
    “I usually get in around four, but I’m going to be pretty busy working on the house.”
    Tears ambushed her for the hundredth time that day. She didn’t remember feeling this emotional when she was pregnant with Sarah or Brendon, and heaven knew her life had been a mess then, too, but for different reasons. She wasn’t turning into a drama queen, was she?
    Feeling suddenly overwhelmed with the amount of details she had to sort out, she tossed her napkin on the table. “Let’s go.”
    Dusty frowned. “But...we haven’t finished eating.”
    “I want to go home.”
    He sucked in his lips and signaled the waitress. What was it about him that undermined her defenses? She was a reasonably nice person to most people, but with Dusty she’d never been able to hide her feelings.
    He leaned across the table. “Did I do something wrong?”
    “No,” she wailed. “I’m sorry. Blame it on my unstable hormones.”
    “Oh.” He sat back. “So, do those hormones flip around like that for the whole pregnancy?”
    “Yes.”
    “Right.” He sighed and looked toward the table that had ordered all the beer. “Carmen’s home. She called the other day. She’s looking for something to do while she’s here. She’d be good with the