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“You’re right.”
“I think we owe it to ourselves to see where this goes. To see if the chemistry we share leads us to a future beyond the life we created.”
“My life is complicated, Alec. I’m not sure I have the time or energy to add a relationship to the mix,” I explained.
“Firefly.” He leaned forward, placing his lips on my forehead for a brief kiss. “You won’t know unless you try. Please give us a shot. I’d already made the decision to pursue you even before I found out you were carrying my child, so if that’s what’s causing your hesitation, put it out of your mind.”
“Your child?” I rolled my eyes. “You think I’m your human incubator for the next seven or so months?”
“There’s your spark.” He grinned.
“Whatever.”
“So, is that a yes?”
“I suppose.”
“Should we seal it with a kiss?”
“Don’t push your luck, Hot Shot.”
He threw his head back and laughed, something I’d rarely heard from the most serious of the del Toro brothers. I liked it. I liked it a lot.
CHAPTER 3
Allesandro
ME:GOOD MORNING, Mama.
Quin: Ugh.
Ever since the talk with my brothers a few days ago, I felt lighter…happier. I’d been harboring a ridiculous amount of guilt for years and finally being able to verbalize those emotions was freeing in a way I’d never imagined. The guilt hadn’t magically disappeared, but it was a start.
Me: Morning sickness?
Quin: Allesandro sickness. Why are you texting me so early?
Me: I wanted to check on my girlfriend slash baby mama.
Quin: Never call me that again unless you have no plans to use your dick again in the future.
Me: Is that an invitation?
Quin: I can’t deal with you right now.
Me: Sorry. I’ll behave. Can I see you tonight?
Quin: I work at Bliss until 10.
Bliss was the only real bar in town and I hated the fact she worked there every weekend. I despised the idea of her working three jobs at all, but the image of her having to deal with a bunch of drunken idiots set my soul on fire. Still, I knew from what River said previously, her family needed the money. Maybe I could convince her to let me help out financially. Then again, I preferred my balls to remain attached to my body.
Me: When is your next night off? I want to take you out.
Quin: Wednesday.
Me: Perfect. Go feed my baby. I’ll talk to you later.
Quin: My body, my baby.
