Don't Let Go by Jaci Burton

babies that was so perfect—a combination of baby powder and heaven.
    She wanted a baby. No, she wanted what her friends had. Someone who loved her unconditionally. And then a baby.
    She sighed, then looked over at Emma, who was smiling at her.
    â€œHe’s incredible.”
    Emma nodded. “I never knew I could love someone like this. But one look at him, and I was a goner.”
    Emma directed Megan to lay Michael in his bassinet, which was next to her bed. She did, then took a seat.
    â€œThe party last night was fun,” Megan said.
    â€œIt was. And how did things go with you and Brady?” Emma asked.
    â€œOh, well. That was interesting.”
    â€œDefine
interesting
,” Sam said.
    â€œHe came back to my place with me and we had dessert. And then he kissed me and things got even more interesting.”
    â€œDo define this
interesting
thing in a lot more detail, honey,” Des said.
    â€œWell, it was about to get
bedroom
interesting, but then Molly called saying Emma had given birth, and for some reason that put a stop to things.”
    Emma frowned. “Leave it me to put a stop to sex by popping a baby out at the most inopportune time.”
    Megan laughed. “I don’t think it was your fault, Emma. I think it’s more Brady’s reluctance to enter a relationship.”
    â€œI don’t think having sex signifies a relationship, does it?” Molly asked.
    â€œIn his mind, I have a feeling he sees me as some kind of homespun bakery girl who’s looking for a husband and a happily-ever-after.”
    â€œWell you’re definitely not a homespun bakery girl,” Des said. “But are you looking for a husband and a happily-ever-after?”
    She had to answer that question honestly. “Eventually,yes. But I wouldn’t mind a little sex to start out with. I don’t necessarily want to marry every guy I sleep with.”
    â€œBrady would be a fun guy to have sex with—that’s for sure,” Emma said. “Not that I’m at all thinking about sex at the moment.”
    Megan laughed. “No, I’m sure you’re not. And I agree. He’s definitely hot and sexy.”
    â€œI believe you mentioned to me sometime last year that you’d like to slather him up with butter and lick him all over,” Sam said. “Or something along those lines.”
    Her lips curved. “Yes. I do believe I said something like that.”
    â€œSo go get yourself some,” Sam said. “And if he’s nothing more than a hot spring fling, then that’s a good starting point.”
    â€œTrue. But he has to be willing.”
    â€œI’d say, based upon what happened in your kitchen last night,” Sam said, “he’s more than willing to at least take you to bed.”
    Emma nodded. “I think you have all our votes that Brady is hot and sex-worthy. Go for it, Megan. Just don’t get your heart involved if you think he’s not ready for a relationship.”
    â€œThanks, everyone. I’ll keep that in mind.”
    She had a lot to think about. As if Brady wasn’t already first and foremost on her mind.
    And her friends were right. She had to keep her heart out of the equation where he was concerned, because someone like Brady could definitely break it.

Chapter 10

    IT HAD BEEN a grueling day. Brady was sweaty and damn tired. He’d worked on a wreck all day, a particularly tough one. Why the owner’s insurance company hadn’t totaled this car was beyond his ability to comprehend, but then again, it wasn’t his job to understand. It was his job to fix the damn car.
    He’d smoothed out the dents in both the front and rear quarter panels and applied primer. He’d already done the front hood and put on the new bumper and doors. Tomorrow, he’d paint.
    By the time he was finished, this baby would look brand-new. Or as brand-new as an almost-totaled car could look.
    He closed his