Page 48 of There Are No Words

Brady:How are you?

That was a loaded question that I didn’t feel like answering over text, so I put my phone down. Besides, were we going to pretend that our last conversation had never happened—about us being together? I knew I was. But would he?

The more I thought about it, the more I loved that he’d checked in with me. It was so considerate and so unexpected. But Brady had proven to be unexpected in so many ways.

I stepped into the new maternity jeans Perla picked out for me—elastic waistband and all—and almost laughed.

I lifted my shirt and stretched out the pants to take a selfie and sent it off to Brady.

Allegra:Shopping for maternity clothes.

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Brady

Fuck.What was wrong with me? That was our baby she was carrying and buying new clothes to accommodate, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how hot she was. My pulse spiked at just the image of her, my imagination running wild with the things I’d like to do to her. The way my body and mind reacted to her was borderline ridiculous.

And she didn’t want to be with you, my brain screamed in a mocking tone.

Allegra:Do you hate them?

Shit, I’d been unresponsive for too long.

How could I possibly tell her that I didn’t hate them? That I loved them. That, as I’d said, I loved every damn thing about her body, especially now. I got a semi every time I thought about how full she’d be with our baby.

Brady:They stretch.

I couldn’t believe that was the best I could come up with.What a dope!

Allegra:You hate them. You’re repulsed by them. Just say it.

I couldn’t lie to this woman. Hell, she should’ve already known where I stood.

Brady:Not even a little. In fact, seeing you in them makes me want to sit you on my lap and roll my hips into you so that you can feel my cock press against your slit. Then I want to dip two fingers inside and slowly thrust them in and out, in and out, until you’re writhing in my embrace. If you’re a good girl and you make a lot of noise, I might just let you taste yourself.

Allegra was typing. Deleting. Typing.

She should only know I was far too greedy to let her taste herself and not join in on the fun, so I’d paint her lips with her arousal and then lick them clean.

Allegra:Nice try. But we both know you’re lying, trying to make me feel better.

Goddamn woman. If only she knew how true all of that was. Man, when was she going to get it through her thick skull? I liked her.

Brady:Think what you want. Are you having fun with your sisters?

Have you thought about what I’d said at all?I didn’t dare ask her that, though.

Allegra:Kind of.

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Allegra

What kind of person said that they werekind ofhaving fun with their sisters? Why would I say that? Ialwayshad fun with my sisters. I immediately felt horrible. I needed to explain. I didn’t know why. I mean, it wasn’t like Brady cared one way or another, right? But I still had to get it off my chest.

Allegra:It’s just that we’re not on the same page about something right now.

Kind of like you and me.

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