Page 44 of Falling for Brody

"I just didn't answer at first because I didn't know the answer. Kay just let us know when she got pregnant. So I guess I assumed she'd just tell us if it happened again."

She relaxed a little and he used his free hand to open the bag and pull out the box of fries.

He used the side of his hand to flatten the brown paper sack before he laid the box down. "I didn't want it to sweat in the bag and get soggy."

Rhea nodded. "I agree. Soggy fries are a travesty."

"Smartandbeautiful? I'm a lucky man."

Her expression changed.

It was twilight so he couldn't be sure but it looked like her face paled a little, but the color in her cheeks seemed higher.

He wanted her smiling again. "I can't help it if you and I have similar fry knowledge. If it ends up that we like the same kinds of movies or the same kind of music, I might have to marry you."

"What?"

Oh, shit.

Way to put your big ass foot in your mouth, Brody.

"I mean, it's rare that I find a gorgeous woman who has such discerning taste in fried potatoes."

She smiled again. "I don't know about the gorgeous thing, but I have been to a restaurant where they were calledpommes frites."

Brody dropped his chin and stared at her with wide eyes. "What. The. Hell is that?"

"French Fries that you can charge an arm and a leg for." She smiled and lifted a fry held delicately between her thumb and forefinger. "And you have to hold it like you're drinking tea with the Queen of England."

Giving her a suspicious look, he picked up a fry like she did, winging out his pinky finger for the effect. "Like this?"

She laughed softly at his attempt at a foreign accent. "Yes," she nodded, and copied his ridiculous pinky, "just like that."

Then they reached toward each other and touched french fries like champagne glasses before devolving into laughter.

As soon as his radio came alive, he stuffed the french fry in his mouth and answered. "What do you have for us?"

CHAPTER8

The next morning,Rhea got a call from Bea. "Good morning!"

Rhea chuckled. "Good morning, Bea. Everything okay?"

"Just fine, dear. Just fine. Our young man woke up one time. I heard the bedroom door open wide and saw him in the hallway. He looked a little confused but as soon as he saw me, he relaxed. I pointed him to the bathroom and a few minutes later, he was done and back in bed." Rhea heard something in the background. "And now, I'm making some tea. When should I wake him up?"

Rhea looked at Brody and he grinned giving her a nod. Then he mouthed. "Up to you."

Smiling, she leaned toward the phone. "Wondering what you'd like from the Sunny Side Up? We're thinking of swinging by there and picking up breakfast. I'm going to be home after that. I have to go to the school and get him registered."

"Well, that sounds wonderful. I know Chipper will be happy to see you."

"Chipper?" Rhea heard filled with warmth at the sound of doting affection in Bea's voice.

"To me he's Chipper. Upbeat and wonderful. Shall I wait for you to come home before I wake him?"

Rhea smiled. "No, I'll wake him when I get there."

"See you then, dear."

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