“You’re right.
I shouldn’t make you responsible for how she’s feeling.”
I liked him for correcting himself.
He continued.
“I wanted to ask whether I could visit sometime.
Just to get to know you.”
I smiled faintly.
“You don’t need to arrange a formal appointment.”
“I didn’t want to go around Lauren.”
“Then talk with her first.”
He agreed.
A few days later, he came over with Lauren’s knowledge.
Not secretly.
Not to pressure me into reconciliation.