After looking at the pictures for a while more, Nate and Lara decided she would keep the album with her.
He said he preferred to know the children for how they were at that moment. And Lara agreed that pictures weren't all that useful, after all. She hid the disappointment of not being able to help him.
«You can sleep in my bed,» Nate said. It was getting late, and they both were supposed to get up early.
Lara to go to work, and Nate to give her a ride. With the pups following, probably.
«I'll sleep on the couch,» he said. «You can use my room as if it was yours.»
«Oh, please,» Lara chuckled. «There's no need. I'll sleep with the kids.»
«Wouldn't you feel more comfortable alone?»
«No, I'm used to them.»
«Still...» he murmured, looking for any kind of argument. «You need to rest, right? It's a comfortable bed; I can vouch for it.»
«What if the kids wake up and think I'm gone?» Lara replied. «I don't want to pacify them again in the middle of the night.»
