Evan is too perceptive, Avery thinks. If I'm not more careful, he's going to see right through me. I need to find a better way to distract him.
"Stop changing the topic," Avery says. "Do you want me to make you a gift or not?"
Evan wrinkles his forehead and says, "No, I'd rather not."
"Why not?" Avery asks.
"Last time you made me a gift, you left me," Evan explains. "I treasure your gifts, but I treasure you more. I'd rather have you than a thousand gifts."
Avery looks away guiltily, knowing that she plans on leaving him again. She chews her lip, trying to think of another way to distract him. She rubs her hands over her stomach, and suddenly she has an idea.
"What if we went and bought some gifts for our baby?" she asks. "Together?"
Evan frowns, "The baby isn't even born yet. Why do we need to start buying things for him or her?"
