"Well, make a list and we'll go through them together. The last choice can be yours."
"How generous of you, Mr. Forester," she said dryly.
He gently slapped the top of her foot. "Hey, we both need to like it. I know you like 'Edward'. I can tell."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said, picking up her sandwich again. She was ravenous.
When she finished the sandwich and looked longingly at her plate, Deucalion chuckled and went to make her another. Oh, how much she loved that man. More and more every day. He was coming out of that dark place again where Victoria and Allison's father had dragged him. Over the past couple weeks, her parents had come over to visit and have dinner, or she and Deucalion went to them. They'd all sat down to have a relatively calm talk. When Allison had felt her stress
