Pit Stop: Baby! (Crescent Cove 4)

The passenger door opened and I blinked as Gage unfolded himself from the front seat. Somehow I’d missed him in my observation of my brother-in-law and my sister.

All of a sudden, I couldn’t stop watching how couples interacted. As if this was a subject I needed to dissect and master.

“Hey.” He didn’t so much as glance at the other two before striding over to me and planting one on me.

Not on my forehead.

Not a chaste little peck hello.

Oh, no, Gage brought it all the way home with soft, warm lips, a hint of tongue, and a low groan that made my nipples harden and my panties soak.

So, maybe I didn’t need romance. Maybe I’d just settle for another hard fuck. Hey, look at that pretty wrought iron park bench over there—

“What’re you saying about park benches?” He pulled back enough to laugh at me.

I pressed my forehead to his chest. “Just pondering you fucking me on one. Don’t pay me any mind.”

“Oh, I’ll definitely pay that some mind.” He trailed his fingers down the side of my face and tipped up my chin. “Baby shopping, huh?”

But he didn’t look at the big hulking store behind us. He kept his gaze on mine.

“For my sister.”

His thumb swept along my lower lip. He didn’t say anything, just kept rubbing and devouring me with his eyes.

And I liked it.

A lot.

“You two going to get a move on anytime soon?” Dare didn’t give us time to answer before he turned his back on us to open Kelsey’s car door.

Kelsey sent me an apologetic glance before shifting toward Gage. Her expression in his direction wasn’t nearly so friendly. “She’s probably tired. The first tri—” She licked her lips and darted a glance at Dare. “So, rough day at work?”

“Never mind that. What were you going to say?”

“You told her,” Gage said in an undertone while Kelsey stalled by playing with her maternity top.

I nodded. “She’s my sister.”

“You might as well just get it out in the open,” I said to her. “You know you’ll tell him before the night is through anyway.”

At least he’d have to say his rude comments to us instead of behind our backs.

“It’s your news to tell.” Kelsey pressed her lips together and slipped into the car.

“Dare, I’m pregnant. And your brother is the father.”

It was easier to say the words this time. Maybe by the time I reached my parents, it’d be as easy as talking about the weather. Assuming the grapevine didn’t reach them first.

Dare shut Kelsey’s door and shifted to face us, crossing his arms. But his focus was all for his brother. “So, you decided to take single parenthood for a spin?”

Gage reached down and took my hand, and I was grateful for the united front. Though I wouldn’t have minded hitching a ride home rather than getting in that car with our older siblings.

I felt very much like the high school kid who’d been caught climbing in a window past curfew, and I didn’t appreciate it one bit. From Gage’s tight jaw, he didn’t either.

“Does this look single to you?” Gage lifted our joined hands. “Looks like we’re in this together.”

“For now.” Dare shook his head and circled the car to get in behind the wheel. His slamming of his car door made me wince.