Page 26 of Unscripted Love

“Sounds like teenagers looking for a quick score,” Brett said.

“Could be,” I agreed. “I’m going to invest in a security system that sounds an alarm at the hosptial and also dials directly to the police and fire departments. This time I got lucky, but I might not be next time.”

“I hope there won’t be a next time,” Jenna said softly. She let out a big yawn then nestled her head against Brett’s shoulder.

“Sadie keep you up late?” I asked. It wasn’t like my firecracker of a sister to be ready for bed so early.

A sheepish smile spread slowly across her face. “Sadie was a perfect angel, Ky. Can I tell you a secret?”

“Of course. You know that you can tell me anything,” I told her.

“We just found out that we’re pregnant,” Jenna said. She and Brett looked at each other and smiled happily. “We are waiting until my second trimester before we tell everyone.”

“Oh, Jenn,” I said. “That’s so amazing. I’m going to be an uncle?”

“You’re going to be anamazinguncle,” she amended tearfully.

I hugged both my sister and brother-in-law. Sadie sensed the excitement and bounced around between the three of us. “How will you keep something like this from Mom?” I asked.

“We probably won’t,” Brett said with a rueful smile. “It’s going to be too hard to keep it a secret much longer.”

“Mom and Dad are going to be over the moon about their first grandbaby,” I told them. “I can’t wait either.”

“You look as tired as I feel,” Jenna said. “Why don’t you and Sadie stay for dinner. We’ll grill some chicken and veggies.”

“That sounds so much better than the frozen dinner I have waiting for me at home, but I should get back to Otis,” I told them. “I’m sure he’s missing Sadie really bad by now.” My two pets were inseparable, and I thought it was the cutest thing ever. If it wasn’t for Brett’s allergy to cats, Jenna would’ve kept them both.

“You of all people should know how independent cats are, big brother,” Jenna replied.

“I know, but I still feel guilty,” I admitted.

Brett rose up from the couch and said, “I’ll get dinner started while you tell your sister all about your bachelor weekend.”

There were several parts that I had no intention of sharing with anyone, let alone my sister. Instead of delving too deep into my personal activities, I told her about the group outing I went on. She laughed at the funny stories I shared, but I could tell she wasn’t happy with my stinginess.

“I assume Chaz Hamilton was there also,” she said, steering me toward the topic she wanted to discuss all along.

“Of course, he was there. Chaz is Josh’s best friend and wouldn’t miss his bachelor weekend for the world.”Go ahead, Jenna. Ask me what you really want to know.

She didn’t disappoint me either. “Did you make any progress with Chaz?”

I laughed because she sounded like she was addressing one of her students. “Progress? He’s not a book report, Mrs. Davis.”

Jenna leaned forward, put her elbow on her knee, and rested her chin on top of her fist. She narrowed her shrewd eyes and looked at me suspiciously. “I expected you to be more stressed than you appear.”

“The bed was extremely comfortable,” I replied. “I slept hard.” The bed had been comfortable, and I had slept hard for a few hours. She didn’t need to know the activities that led up to that moment.

“Uh huh,” Jenna said. Laughter glinted in her eyes, which meant she didn’t buy my story for a second. “You’re entitled to your privacy, big brother.”

I didn’t know if there was anything to tell her even if I was inclined to do so. What I shared with Chaz felt like the beginning of something amazing, but I couldn’t be sure. He was still hesitant around me, and I couldn’t figure out why. He was battling something strong enough that he felt guilty for not telling me about it before we had sex. Maybe that should’ve bothered me, but it didn’t. I knew that Chaz was a good guy with a big heart and a lot of love for his friends and family. He didn’t strike me as someone who lived a nefarious double life or anything else that would turn me away from him. I didn’t see manipulation or scheming in his light blue eyes; I saw yearning. Damn, I wanted to give him everything he wanted.

“Kyle,” Jenna said, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Huh?”

“Where’d you go? I called your name three times.” She was practically standing over me, and I hadn’t realized that she got up from the couch, let alone spoke to me. The smug smile on her face said she knew exactly where my mind had gone. “Dinner is ready.”

I stood up and stretched. “Smells delicious,” I said.