Page 24 of Family Bonds: Alana & Brennan
“That makes sense. It doesn’t matter though. We work together and it could get messy. Becca liked me and asked if I could watch her again.”
“Oh, I might not even need to push you. You might get hit with Cupid’s arrow from a three-year-old.”
“I doubt that. And I’m roasting in my jacket. Can I go to my office now?”
“Yes,” Kelsey said. “Because I need a donut and want to get one before the rest of the staff gets here.”
There were ten staff in this office, but not everyone came in daily. The firm in Boston had over a hundred.
When Alana moved here a year ago, she struggled some to adapt to not just the environment on the island, but in the office from what she’d done before.
But she was learning life in the slow quiet lane wasn’t so bad.
At least not since Brennan joined the office.
Ugh, she had it worse than she thought if that popped into her head!
7
DID HIS PART
“Polly’s mommy wants a play date,” Becca said on Friday afternoon when his daughter came running over to him.
Shit. He’d thought he’d gotten out of a second date with Celia.
He got one text on Tuesday that she had a good time. Awkward in these situations, he gave her a thumbs-up in return.
He wasn’t going to lie and pretend he’d enjoyed it too. The only good thing about his date with Celia was the clarity it gave him that he definitely didn’t want a second. She was exactly the kind of woman he didn’t want in his life… or anywhere near his daughter, aside from being a friend’s mom.
Guess she didn’t get the hint with his reply or lack of communication and now she was putting his daughter in the middle.
Just another shot against her.
“She told you that?” he asked, picking his daughter up. He was looking around for any signs of Polly, hoping the child was gone already or they could get out of there before Celia showed up. They didn’t always cross paths. Never in the morning, but at pickup it happened more frequently than he preferred.
Becca nodded her head. “This morning when she brought Polly in. She came over and said that Polly has been asking for me to come over to play or if Polly could come to our house. If I’d like that.”
He bit the inside of his cheek. “What did you say?”
He put Becca down to get her jacket on her. “That I like Polly and I wanted to play with her.”
“We’ll figure it out.” It’s the best he could do right now.
“Did the toys come?” Becca asked.
She’d been asking him for days. “They did. I received a notice that they delivered them earlier today.”
“Do I get to play with them first?”
He laughed. “No. We can’t take them out of the box.”
“Ahhh. No fun.”
“Remember, they aren’t for you.”
“Can we see Alana tomorrow?” Becca asked.
That was the plan, but he wasn’t sharing it with his daughter. “If she’s there I’m sure we’ll see her.”
