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"It’s your attitude toward hi too much time with Sylvia Andrews, are we? Why don’t you just keep in h I get the feeling you’re about to find out in a big way"
Her lad, because the second she cast it out there, she regretted it "This doesn’t have anything to do with her or Brian It has to do with you"
"I suppose Dad agrees with you on this Was this his idea or yours?"
"He has the sarandchild You could at least afford hi to lose a lot ofher best to keep her co outside felt like walking into an oven and her s She wanted to tell her she didn’t want a da from her--but she couldn’t, could she?
The car had remote start, so when Gianna had ot in the passenger side and put her head between her knees, deep-breathing
Did she even want to subject Ian to this bullshit? Did she want to burden hie of what her faht of him? He’d had so much hurt to deal with all his life She wanted to protect hi his way--either fro she’d had standing on the beach in Florida Forces beyond her control washing away the sand beneath her feet, leaving her unsteady and unsure
Chapter Eighteen
It was Candace who answered Gabby’s knock at Brian’s apart adorably disheveled with her blonde hair pinned up She wore slouchy sweats and a T-shirt that could’ve been Brian’s for the way it sed her She greeted Gabby brightly and invited her in
"How are you feeling?" Gabby asked as she entered the apartment, almost identical in layout to Ian’s A warm vanilla aroma drifted in from the kitchen that made her ?" Candace’s grin and the knowing tone of her question alerted Gabby to the fact that Brian hadn’t been inclined to keep her own condition a secret from his fiancée She followed Candace into the kitchen
"I’s"
"Me too I heard you went to the hospital, though Everything okay now?" Candace bent down to peer into the oven, where obviously so
"Seems to be Is Brian around?"
"I sent him to the store Should be back anyfor the cupcakes"
Gabby laughed, taking a seat at the bar that separated the kitchen froht"
"He’s already spending double tiht Me, on the other hand…" Candace rolled her eyes "Every day I say I’ll try to do better, and every night I’ to break the news?"
Her face darkened "Well--" She paused when the front door opened, and Gabby turned to s what looked like a ton of grocery bags, and kicked the door closed behind him
"Isn’t that sweeeet," Gabby said with pure syrup in her voice
"If ht now," he said, trudging into the kitchen, where he heaved the bags onto the counter
"I said icing," Candace laughed, looking over the pile of white plastic bags "Only icing"
"Yeah, well, who the fk knohat you’ll co we could conceivably be running low on" He grinned and planted a kiss on the side of her bared neck "Forethought"