Page 32 of Painting Together a Family
“I guess.” Bry grinned. “That’s not a terrible thing, thinking each other is fascinating, is it?”
“No. No, in fact, it’s lovely.” He dared to reach out, touch Bryan’s wrist.
Bryan turned his hand so they were touching palm to palm. He smiled at Dev, the look warm.
Well, okay.
That was… welcome.
And it meant he wasn’t alone in the attraction he felt for Bry that really had nothing to do with their shared ex, and everything to do with who they each were.
Some dishes clanked in the background, and Bry blinked and looked down at his plate. “I guess we should eat, eh? I would hate to waste all this yummy lobster.”
He chuckled at himself. “Right? Time to indulge. No one likes cold fish and chips.”
“Ew. No, that doesn’t sound appetizing at all.” Bry chuckled and grabbed his sandwich and took a big bite.
The food was exceptional, but he didn’t really taste it. The company was better, more interesting, sexy.
“Did you want a bite?” Bry offered. “It’s amazing.”
“Oh, this is plenty, and it’s lovely. Crunchy and perfectly cooked.”
“Okay. The lobster is stunning.” Bryan went back to eating, making lovely noises as he enjoyed his food.
“So… I don’t suppose you’d like to get together again… maybe before Thursday?” Even if it was only a couple days away.
Bry’s smile slowly bloomed across his face, eyes lighting up. “I’d like that. I’d like it a lot. What have you got in mind?”
“I have a media room. Movies and popcorn with the kids? I can’t guarantee Mar will participate, but Juni will.”
Bryan nodded. “That sounds perfect. Tomorrow evening?”
“I love it. Do your guys like the Despicable Me movies?”
“Oh god, yes.” Bry laughed softly. “Micah is a minion.”
“Cool. We’ll watch one of those, then.” He had them all for the big screen in the living room.
“It sounds like fun. Did you want me to bring something, or will your ordering finger get a workout?” Bry asked before stuffing the last of his lobster roll into his mouth.
“Hush, you. I was thinking pizza and movie snacks.”
Bry chuckled. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. I haven’t had a good pizza in a while. Hell, maybe years.”
“Really? That’s a shame.” And it was ridiculous. “What kind do you like?”
“I always liked a pepperoni and mushroom one. If I was going really ritzy, I like one with barbeque sauce instead of marinara with chicken and onions.”
“Oh, that’s cool. I’m a sausage and onion guy myself.”
“That sounds good, too. I have to admit, when I think of a pizza, the part I think of the most fondly is the crust, so it’s less important what the toppings are.”
“What about the boys? Cheese?”
“Maybe pepperoni? And I do think they’d like the barbeque sauce and chicken one.” Bryan shrugged. “I say go for a cheese, but they could like whatever else we get?”
“Sure. Sounds perfect to me. I’ll get a sampler of flavors.”
