For a few precious moments he let his hand remain beneath Kate's before pulling away. Watching her holding the infant Peter felt a swell in his throat, wishing it could be like this between them again, always.
Kate sat down on the sofa.
"So, is it true?"
"Is what true?"
Freeing a hand, she picked up the newspaper and scanned the article. "Here it is," she said. "Quote: 'I'm not going to work as much as I used to. There are more important things in my life now.' End quote."
"True," he said. "Totally."
"What about Ivy?"
He explained the arrangement they had made and the deal with ICP.
"Good for her. She's earned it."
Peter agreed, then sat quiet for a few moments, unsure how to say what he wanted to say.