Ainsley could tell that Lucas was allowing her full control of the kiss and to do whatever it was that she wanted to do. One of his hands went to his waist, a tight but loose hold, as he kept her against him, and she liked the feeling of being in his strong arms again, having missed it more than she knew. When they were a couple, they could spend all day like this, and she remembered that some of her favorite things to do were clear an entire day and make it free before watching movies with him all day, and they would always end up making out several times before remembering that a movie was on and trying to focus on that. It had always been hard, but those memories were some of her favorite. Her lips became more demanding before she heard the sound of Tommy's screams fill the air and immediately pulled away from Lucas, speeding into the living room to see what was wrong. But, it was nothing. He was screaming at the television, his eyes glued to the scream, as he laughed, obviously amused. She looked at what he was watching, some kiddy show and grinned, shaking her head, looking at her, no their son. She turned back to face Lucas, a small smile on her face. "I really want to make this work," she whispers. "Tommy needs to have his father in his life."

Ainsley was happy to Lucas rushing to the opening with her to see what it was that was wrong and smiled at that. If she hadn't left, where would the two of them be? They'd be so happy, blissfully happy, she knew. He was going to be a great father, and she couldn't wait to see that happen, it already was. At her words, he nodded, agreeing with her before nodding toward the kitchen, wanting the two of them talk in there. She sent one more glance to Tommy before following him, thinking it'd be better to talk in there also. Ainsley heard his words and watched, as he started cutting them some food. He really was just a sweetheart. He truly hadn't changed. It was her. "I want Tommy to have a complete family," she tells him surely before swallowing and looking him in the eye. "Tommy and I will move in here, and I'll teach you everything you need to know. And I will never take him away from you again. I want Tommy to know you and to love you. I don't want him going any longer without his father."

Ainsley looked at the food he handed her and a small smile graced her lips. His famous quiche. Before, shed met him, she had no idea what in the world a quiche was and never would have found out, but after getting together with him, she was used to him making the bacon and cheese pastry and had found herself quote like them. She took a taste of the amazing food, moaning when she found that it was as delicious as it used to be. For a while, she had thought he would begin pursuing a career in being a chef, but he'd taken a different route. She still believed he could be one if he decided to change his mind. At his words about Tommy, sh turned to face him and saw the small smile on his face. She nodded. "Trust me, I believe you. I know you will." And she took another bite, looking at hime once more when he asked what she wanted to happen between the two of them. She chewed on the inside of her lip before running her fingers through her hair. "I don't know," she tells him. "What do you want?"

Ainsley heard Lucas' words and knew that she had to agree. Being friends with him would work out for both parties. It wouldn't be too much of a stress, and it'd be beneficial for Tommy, having two parents, who although weren't together, were very civil to each other. He'd know that his parents loved him and didn't need to be together to prove that. But what child wouldn't prefer for their parents to be together? Would it not be easier for the both of them? They already were going to live together, and that kiss had been something else. It was just like the ones they used to share. And she couldn't lie and say that the feelings she had for him had just disappeared. Because they hadn't. They were still there, and they would stay. She took another piece of the quiche into her mouth, swallowing before turning to face him. "So friends isn't an option? What is?" she asks, cocking her head to the side.

At Lucas' words, Ainsley found herself taking another bite of the quiche, trying to think about what it was he was saying. Did he want them to be more than friends? Of course, she wanted two loving parents for Tommy and thought being together would be the easiest thing for them, but did the two of them even click anymore? She knew they did physically. The kisses they'd shared since the two had been reunited proved that easily, but did they still connect on an emotional level? When they'd been together, she easily could've told anyone exactly what he was thinking at any given moment. Could've told them if he was happy or what he wanted by just looking into his eyes. Now, she couldn't do that, but maybe he'd put up barriers? And was that not reasonable? Ainsley knew that she had hurt him, and was he not just trying to protect himself? Ainsley pushed the rest of her quiche away, having finished most of it. She faced Lucas. "I want what's best for Tommy," she tells him, that being the only thing she was sure about. "And there are so many things going on and so many thoughts going on in my head, and I'm not too sure about anything but I'm sure of Tommy and what he needs. And what he needs is you. What I need is you." Ainsley bites into her cheek. "Maybe...we can give it a try? Have a trial run?"