Page 65 of There Are No Words

Quinn shook her head. “I wish.” She shrugged. “I’m an only child. And let me tell you, it got lonely. A lot.”

“Bet it was nice, though, when it came to the holidays.”

Quinn laughed. “Under the tree? Sure, that was nice, but I would’ve liked having someone to play it all with.”

I looked down, prepared to spoon up more soup to eat when she startled me by asking, “Are you looking for your baby to have siblings soon?”

Let’s just say I was grateful I didn’t have food in my mouth because I would have choked on it. Instead, I choked on my saliva and Brady had to slap my back.

Brady answered on behalf of both of us because I clearly couldn’t. “If it were up to me, Allegra would be pregnant again right after this one is born.”

What the hell? Not the answer I was expecting, buddy.

I laughed, trying to make it seem like Brady was joking, since his face was serious, and he didn’t seem to be biting back a laugh. He should have, though. That was ludicrous. We weren’t even a couple.

Because you’re a moron who can’t see a good thing right in front of your face. Maybe a swift kick in the ass would help. Every other man pales in comparison to Brady.

Okay, we were going to ignore the nagging voice in the back of my head.

“He’s kidding.” I eyed Jack and Quinn before my gaze darted to Brady, and I gave him my best death stare. “Now his sense of humor is lacking.”

Jack snorted. “Tell me about it. All brawn and no brains.”

Brady’s head whipped to Jack. “Why did I think it would be a good idea to have dinner with you again?” He turned toward Quinn. “You deserve an award for dealing with this joker.”

She smiled and kissed Jack’s cheek. “Maybe, but he’s my joker.”

I practically swooned, melted into a puddle of goo right at the table. I swallowed as I watched them. “It must be nice to know you have each other.”

Jack shrugged. “Eh, it’s okay.”

Quinn swatted his arm and clicked her tongue. “It is. I have a life partner. I don’t think I can imagine my life without him.”

“Kidding aside, me neither,” Jack answered earnestly. He grabbed Quinn’s hand from the table and kissed the top of it.

As they looked adoringly into one another’s eyes, Brady leaned over and whispered in my ear, “That could be us, you know.”

I shuddered at the sensation of his words against the shell of my ear and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “It’s hard, Brady,” I tossed back at him.

“You’re telling me,” he returned with a wink.

What was I going to do with this man?

Chapter Twenty-One

Allegra

Don’t mind me.I was just going to pat myself on the back for fighting the undeniable chemistry practically sizzling between me and Brady since day one. Minus our one-night stand, of course.

I didn’t think you understood how much self-control I had to have around this man. He was everything I wanted in a man and then some.

And sure, my tarot card reading seemed to suggest that my future was bright with new beginnings and deep connections, but could you blame a girl for being nervous? I didn’t have the best track record with men. That was why I was single. And that was why I couldn’t bring myself to say the words.

So yes, let’s face facts, I was willing to be open-minded, but I was also chickenshit.

Which was why I decided to speak a language we both understood.

I grabbed my jar of nipple butter off the nightstand next to me. Peering over at Brady from the corner of my eye, I slowly opened it. He was busy doing something on his phone, and I wondered just how long that would last once I did what I was about to do.

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