Page 82 of Wish I Might
“Sure.”
“She got over it, and since my cousins are popping out kids left and right, she can get a baby fix pretty much any time she wants.”She looked at him.“What about you?”
“Me?”
“Is Lori bugging you for grandbabies?”she teased, referring to his mother.
“She was, until I told her I’d booked a vasectomy.”
She blinked in surprise.“You got snipped?”
“I was going to.”He shot her a sheepish glance.“I chickened out.”
“Wuss.”
“Oh, yeah,” he agreed.“Mom thinks I went through with it though, and that’s for the best.And now that Keely’s engaged, she’s focused all her gimme-grandkids energy there.”
His sister was engaged?“Keely’s not old enough to get married.”
He laughed.“She’s twenty-four.”
Bailey grimaced.“Shit, I feel old.The last time I saw her she’d just gotten her driver’s license.”
“Eight years is a long time.”
She started to answer, then jerked when her phone buzzed.She grabbed for it, nearly dropping it, and swiped open the message.
She scanned the text, holding her breath, then let it out in a woosh.
“I assume that means it’s good news?”
“It is.And I don’t have to beat anybody up.”
That got her a curious glance, but all he said was, “That’s good.You look terrible in orange.”
“I look amazing in orange,” she corrected and, with relief making her giddy, laughed.“And you know it.”
“Nobody looks ‘amazing’ in orange,” he argued, then relented.“But you look pretty good.”
“Amazing,” she repeated.She typed out a quick response in the group chat, sent a separate message to Gwen, then set her phone down with a sigh.
“You still want me to take you by Gwen’s?”
Bailey hesitated, then shook her head.“No need to now.”
“Okay, then.What do you want to do with the rest of the day?”
“I don’t know.”She grimaced.The house had been closed up all day, and the heat was going to be miserable.“It’s too early for dinner, and I’m not hungry anyway.”
He snorted.“Small wonder.”
“Don’t judge.”She’d taken full and shameless advantage of the wide variety of junk food available at the park, and had zero regrets.
“It’s not judgement, it’s admiration.I’ve never seen anyone eat an elephant ear that fast.”
“Shut up,” she said, but she was laughing.“We have to think of some place to go that doesn’t serve food, has air conditioning, and won’t kick us out.”
“How about a movie?”
