She sighed. “I don’t know.”
“Talk to me.”
“It’s crazy, Rex. Right now, I know it’s just sex, and oddly enough, I’m okay with that. In fact, that’s what makes it hotter.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“There’s not one,” she said, laughing. “Andthat’sthe problem.”
Rex’s deep rumbling laugh had her smile amping up.
“What do I do now?”
“You ride,” he said simply. “What else can you do?”
“And what happens when I get in over my head? When I fall so deep I can’t dig myself out?”
Because it would happen; she knew that for a fact. Kaden and Keegan made it far too easy to love them. She was already head over heels.
“Do you want more now?”
“Maybe.” She honestly didn’t know. “I mean, I’m not gettin’ any younger, Rex. I always thought I’d have kids by now, so I consider this a blessing. Truly. But that doesn’t mean they’ll feel the same. It was an accident. A happy accident, but … you get it. And yes, they took the news well. Better than I would have. But we haven’t talked about it since.”
“Then talk about it,” Rex said as though it was that simple. “If they don’t bring up the subject, you need to. Figure it out. Nine months isn’t a long time.”
“Eight,” she said with a quick smile. “Only eight more.”
“Next thing you’ll be countin’ down in weeks.”
“Because that’s how it’s done,” she said in defense.
He grinned, took a sip of his coffee, then nodded, his lips pursed. “Like I said, it’s your life. Don’t waste it sweatin’ the small stuff. Go along for the ride. See where it goes. You never know. Those boys might surprise you.”
Bristol didn’t have to tell him they already had. She was fairly certain it was written all over her face.
*
“Where’re we goin’?” Keegan asked when Kaden turned the truck in the opposite direction of the ranch after leaving the church parking lot.
“The shop,” he told his brother.
“For?”
“I need to get the part ordered for Bristol’s car.”
“I thought you did that yesterday.”
“Nope. Meant to, got hung up.”
More accurately, he’d gotten distracted by the sexy little daycare owner. Even now, Kaden would’ve preferred going to her house, climbing back into bed with her, and spending a lazy Sunday doing nothing. A lot of naked nothing. And he might have if it didn’t feel like that was all they were doing.
“You check the spark plugs and all that?” Keegan asked.
“Nope.”
“We can give it a quick once-over,” Keegan told him. “Then what’s on the agenda for the day?”
What hewantedto do was spend time with Bristol. What heneededto do was focus on the house. They’d made strides in getting things repaired, even begun to renovate some. He needed to give it his undivided attention if he expected them to ever finish it.
