Page 55 of Breathless

“Way to spoil my fun,” Noah smirked, leaning forward anyway and struggling to get to his feet.

Wyatt rose to help him, but by the time he’d reached for his arm, they were no longer alone.

“I told you to wait for me,” Jae said.

“And I told you I’m an adult and not in need of your assistance. Manny.”

Wyatt and Noah laughed at the same time the man’s brown eyes narrowed dangerously. What was that look about? Did he even want to know?

No. One afternoon. Too much information. Remember?

“Zach! Come on, we’re going home,” Noah called.

Then he looked at Wyatt. “Let’s go find out what Tanaka’s big emergency is.”

By the time they walked into Noah’s townhouse, Thoreau was walking up the front steps. “What are you doing here?”

Thoreau was on him in a heartbeat. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to call you.”

Noah gave him a look as Wyatt patted all his pockets down. “Shit. I left my phone in the car. I was talking to Noah.”

“Noah?” Thoreau’s brown eyes widened as they focused on the two men with a toddler between them. “Hey, man, nice to see you. Hey Zach.”

“Thor!” Zach bounced up and down, as if Thoreau were part of the Avengers.

“Can you guys excuse us?”

Wyatt shared a look with his brother. “You first. I’ll join you in a minute.”

Noah nodded, walking up the stairs as if he were on his way to the gallows. Jae picked up Zach and hurried after him.

Once the door was closed, Wyatt frowned at Thoreau. “I just left. What’s going on?”

He moved closer, his concern evident. “As much as I want to find out how you and your brother got to talking again, I’m worried about Fiona. She took your truck while I was in the shower, not too long after you left.”

“Of course she did,” he muttered. “Mine has four good tires on it, and hers is sitting out front with a flat.”

“I saw that,” Thoreau said. “What concerns me is that she took some of her clothes.”

“Some of them, or all of them?” Wyatt asked, shaking his head when he realized that wouldn’t matter to her. “What the hell happened?”

He sighed. “Normally, it wouldn’t be my place to tell you, but we’re way past normal now. Things got a little tense because I confronted her about her pregnancy.”

“That cat is already out of the bag. How did you know?”

“My sister called after you left. How did you find out?”

“Sonogram in her car. How did your sister know?”

Thoreau winced. “Shelley invaded a nineteen-year-old boy’s privacy? His text message,” he muttered. “If she weren’t too old and wouldn’t enjoy it too much, I’d make sure she was grounded for life.”

“Jake knows?” He swiped a hand down his face. “Jesus, is there anyone in this family who didn’t know Fiona was pregnant before I did?”

“I didn’t.”

They looked up the stairs and saw Brady standing in the doorway, looking stunned. “Sorry, Wyatt. Just wanted to get you in here and deal with this reporter thing. Noah said you were outside. Pregnant?”

Great. Now Brady knew.

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