I could have given her the name of some random country or city, but Ainsley made me want to share everything. She made me want to share the truth. I wanted her to know me, and that meant knowing that we were from two completely different worlds. I stayed outside staring at the fire for a while. I knew I could not take her home with me yet. She had to get to know me better, but at least I had planted the seed. Now I needed to find the old baby stuff for Charlotte before figuring out how I could bring Ainsley back with me for a visit without scaring her away forever. I waited another thirty minutes before putting out the fire and returning inside. I was always so much more comfortable outside. Inside I felt constricted. Don’t get me wrong, there was nothing wrong with a comfortable bed, especially with the right company, but otherwise I would have preferred to have stayed out under the stars. Charlotte wanted me to find her old bassinet and since it had been around twenty-five years since it had been used, I assumed it was up in the attic.
