Waking up the next morning, I find that Matt isn't in bed. I get up and throw on a t-shirt, walking into the warm syrup-smelling kitchen. My stomach grumbles and my mouth starts to water. Matt was in the kitchen making breakfast, wearing just an apron and boxers. "Good morning."

"Yes, it is," I say and kiss him. "Did you sleep well?" I ask and hop on the kitchen counter, stealing a bite of bacon.

"Hmm, well, we didn't do much sleeping." He smirks and I blush.

"What are you making?"

"Your favorite."

"Chocolate chip pancakes?"

"Yep."

"What's the occasion?"

"Does there need to be one? Am I not allowed to make my girlfriend breakfast?"

"Hmm...you're up to something...but I'm too hungry and tired to care."

"Well, miss hungry and tired, your pancakes are ready."

We sit down at the table while the kids are passed out upstairs from staying up too late and watching horror movies, I'm going to talk to Mary about that. I gulp down my food while Matt keeps giving me suggestive looks from across the table. I need to talk to him about something important but it's hard to do that we keep looking at me like I'm a meal he desperately wants to devour.

"I can see the wheels turning, what are you thinking about, babe?"

I sigh, maybe I shouldn't say anything.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me."

"I think we should talk...about our future."

"Okay. What's going on?"

"Do you think that....we're in a good place right now?"

A flush of hurt crosses Matt's face. "Um, where is this coming from? Is this about last night? I told you that I'm fine not having any more kids."

"No, it's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"Ever since we've gotten back together, I feel like there hasn't been enough time for us. With the girls and work, we've been too busy...and sometimes I think that we're just putting our relationship on hold, waiting for the right time to do things when there never is one. I mean, it took three weeks to go out on a date again."

Matt tenses up. "Tessa....are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"I just think that maybe it's time...we take the next step."

"Are you serious right now? After everything we've been through...I can't believe you're doing this."

"So, you don't want to move in with me?"

"Wait....what?"

"It's fine if you don't want to....but I thought that's something we both wanted. I'm asking you to move in with me so we can spend more time together, and spend more time with the kids....Matt?"

He gets from his chair and pulls me into a kiss. "Yes! Yes, I'll move in with you."

"Are you....crying?" I wipe a stray tear off his cheek.

"Tessa, I love you. But you need to work on how you phrase things."

"What did I say?"

"I thought you were breaking up with me for a second there!"

"I would never do that! I love you."

"I know and I love you, so much. I would love to move in with you and the girls. And for the record, I think that we are in the perfect place right now."