Page 42 of Family Bonds: Alana & Brennan
Kelsey rolled her eyes. “You two are going to light the building on fire with sparks. Just ask. I know my cousin, she won’t say no, and I don’t care if you’re worried about the work part of it.”
Brennan didn’t say another word before Kelsey turned on her heel and strutted away.
If Kelsey could see it, why couldn’t Alana?
Or did she and wasn’t sure if he was?
Too complicated.
He grabbed his lunch and Alana’s soup.
After he dropped his lunch on his desk, he knocked on her door and held the soup up. She was off the phone. “You left this in there.”
“Thanks. I would have remembered it soon.”
He moved closer and put the container on her desk. “So, I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner sometime without my daughter dictating the activities of the night?”
“Like a date?” she asked.
“Yes. If you don’t want to, sorry if I’m reading things wrong.”
“You’re not,” she said.
He smiled. “Then how about it?”
“I’d love to.”
He heard clapping and swung his head around to see Kelsey walking by the door grinning and holding her thumbs up.
“She’s a piece of work,” he said.
“Yep. Did she tell you to ask me?”
He didn’t like the uncertainty on Alana’s face. “No. Well, sort of.” He didn’t need Kelsey saying anything else. “She told me to do it and that you wouldn’t say no. Something about sparks setting the building on fire. I thought it was just me. It’s hard for me to figure out if you were more interested in Becca.”
She laughed. “She is a sweetheart. I don’t want you to think one has anything to do with the other.”
“I’m glad,” he said. “This feels awkward and I don’t want anyone else to hear us. We’ll talk later.”
She nodded her head, her face flush. Not with embarrassment, but more like joy.
He knew. He was feeling it too.
13
HOME WITH YOU
“Thanks, Mom,” Brennan said on Friday when he dropped Becca off.
“Never a problem,” his mother said. “Becca, why don’t you go play while I talk to Daddy? You and I are going to make pizza for dinner soon.”
“I love pizza,” Becca said.
“Hey, give me a kiss before I leave.”
Becca turned and dashed back, lifted her arms in the air. He picked his daughter up, gave her a kiss, got a hug, and then she was off and out of the foyer.
“I didn’t think you were going to go on another date with Celia,” his mother whispered.
