I kept looking out the glass doors, trying to figure out why Brayden was pacing around the balcony looking like he was going to puke.
“I wonder what is going on out there.” Simon followed my gaze.
Jordan chimed in. “Beats me, and I am one of Gavin’s best friends. He usually gets drunk at my bar and spills the beans about secrets to me long before anyone ever knows about them.”
Gavin and Brayden finally did one of those manly half hug things and made their way back into the apartment.
“Ready to head out?” Brayden asked me like nothing had just happened.
I grabbed my coat, pulling my gloves out of my purse. “Sure. Everything ok?”
He helped me get my coat on. “I’ll tell you later.”
We said our goodbyes to Jordan, Gavin, and Simon and made our way to the lobby.
After Brayden asked the doorman to get us a cab, he wrapped his arms around me. “How’re you feeling?”
“Other than dying to know what happened on that balcony, I am perfectly fine.”
He spun me around so I was looking at him. “Gavin is going to ask Myla to marry him.”
I gasped. “That is incredible!”
Brayden pulled his head back in shock. “You think so?”
I shrugged. “Just because I don’t want to get married doesn’t mean I think other couples shouldn’t. It’s just not for me.”
“Have I ever told you how incredible you are?”
The cab pulled up to the curb and we made our way out into the chilly night air as I replied, “Within the last twenty-four hours, I think you have only told me one hundred times. You’re slacking, Cox.”
Chapter 16
Brayden
“What time arethey going to get here?” I asked, glancing down at my watch before I started to stir the pasta.
Karla popped her head around the corner, holding a broom in her hand. “Any minute.”
I was starting to get nervous. I was so excited to tell my sister about the baby but I was worried that she would think that we were rushing things. I mean, we didn’t plan for this to happen, but birth control is obviously not one-hundred percent reliable.
The doorbell rang and my heart started pounding in my ears.
“Showtime,” Karla sang, while rushing over to the door to let our guests in.
All four of our guests piled into Karla’s tiny apartment, as I tossed the noodles in pesto and started to slice the baked chicken.
“He even cooks?” I heard Gavin’s snarky tone tease from the living room.
I put the dinner out onto the dining room table and Karla introduced Martha and Kari to Gavin and Myla.
“It’s so nice to finally get to meet you, Myla. Karla has told us so much about you!” Kari pulled my sister into a hug, before they all took seats.
After grabbing everyone a beverage, I took my place at the head of the table. “A toast.” I raise my wine glass into the air. “To new family.”
“Here, here.” Myla cheered as she smiled sweetly at me. “This is really nice. Thanks for having us over tonight.”
“Of course. I am so thrilled to have all of you together, finally.” Karla squeezed my hand as she cleared her throat. “And we have some news to share with you.”