“Something new — but not as life-changing as diapers and sleepless nights again.” David raised an eyebrow. “A hobby? A new car? A vacation?” Emily shook her head, a soft laugh escaping. “No… more like a companion. Something for Lily to grow up with.” He gave her a suspicious look. “Emily.” “What?” she asked innocently, though the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her.
“You’re thinking about a dog,” he said. She didn’t deny it. “Maybe.” He groaned dramatically and let his head fall back against the couch. “Em, we barely survived sleep training. How are we going to house train a dog?” “We’ll get one that’s already trained,” she countered. “Which one?” he demanded. “The imaginary perfect dog everyone dreams about?”