Ah, so everyone loves sweet talk, the mushier the better.
The study fell into a brief silence. Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was good, and their hearts felt very close to each other.
Amelia waited for the wave of mushiness to pass, then suddenly turned back to look at him.
Christopher saw her hesitating to speak and took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"
"Just now... Noah said you asked them whether they'd be willing to go visit your parents?"
Christopher's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly relaxed and pulled out a faint smile. "I was planning to ask you about it tonight, but I guess the kids beat me to it by telling you first."
Amelia leaned back, relaxing her spine into the seat, her posture hinting at a readiness for a deeper conversation.
"Did your parents pressure you around New Year's?"