Ian glanced at James and then back at me. Jen was James’s sister. Ian had been dating her since our wedding. But it was long distance and I was really hoping she’d move back to New York soon.
“Good,” he said and cleared his throat.
I could tell he felt awkward about this whole situation. But it didn’t have to be weird. I looked at James and he was scowling. Okay, fine…it was a little weird. But love was love.
Ian quickly opened the door for me.
I thanked him and ducked my head to climb into the back seat.
James joined me on the other side.
“Why are you being weird?” I asked. “They make such a cute couple.”
“That’s fine. But I don’t want to hear about it.”
“It’s not like he was going into intimate details about their sex life.”
James made a funny face.
“Ian wouldn’t do that. And I’m sure he’s very nice to your sister.”
“Can we please stop talking about this? I just don’t like when my friends date my sister. It’s awkward.”
I laughed. “Are you talking about when Matt dated your sister? Because from what I heard they weren’t really dating. It was just sex. Kinky, primal sex.”
He glared at me.
“I’m just kidding you.” I nestled into his side as Ian climbed into the driver’s seat. As great as our sex life was, James was a little bit of a hypocrite for not wanting to hear about anyone else’s. But I got it. I’m pretty sure if I had a brother I wouldn’t want to hear about my friend banging him. I guess that was a plus side to not having any siblings.
I put my hand on my stomach. I wanted my son to have lots of siblings. A whole house full of love and laughter. James and Rob practically grew up with their friends Mason and Matt. It would be fun to have four kids that were as close as them.
Ian pulled the car away from the curb and we started zooming through the city.
James looped his arm around my shoulders. “What are you thinking?”
“About having all the babies,” I whispered. I always whispered when we were in the car. As awkward as James thought hearing about his sister’s sex life was, I didn’t really like anyone to overhear our private conversations. I guess I was the hypocrite.
“All the babies?”
“Yeah, a whole bunch. That can grow up the way you, Rob, Mason, and Matt did. Well, not exactly that way. Your mom is terrible.”
James laughed. “Yeah, I wouldn’t wish my childhood on anyone. Speaking of childhood…” James cleared his throat. “Mason and Matt’s parents are starting up their annual Halloween party again. If you want to go.”
“Um…of course I want to go. Is that even a question? You know how much I love Halloween. That sounds amazing. And their house is perfect for a spooky party. With those gargoyles and everything.”
James laughed. “It really is.”
“You said starting it up again? They used to have one every year?”
“Mhm.”
“What made them stop?”
James looked out the window. “Just…they got busy I guess. Mr. Caldwell is retired now though.”
“It’s cute that you still call him Mr. Caldwell.”
“You do too.”