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My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 156
Rosalie's POV The fire escape had become ours, the way certain spaces become yours without anyone ever formally claiming them. At first, it had been my refuge, the place I escaped to when Lucy was asleep and the apartment felt too suffocating. I needed the city around me without being trapped inside it. Then it became my safe place. And then, over the past few weeks, it had become ours. A place we went when Lucy was asleep and, once all the practical things were taken care of, there was nothing left but the two of us and the city. We brought tea out there. It wasn't a decision we had made. The first time, he had stayed late and the evening had naturally drifted toward the fire escape. I made tea without thinking, handed him a cup, and we sat there in the November cold with our mugs in our hands, the city spread out below us. The second time, he made the tea himself because he was in the kitchen and I was already outside on the fire escape. It became a ritual. Tea on the
My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 155
I paid attention. That was my main goal in this new situation. At twenty-seven, I had been reckless. I had acted on instinct, on need, with the carelessness of someone who had never learned how to be gentle. I had taken without asking, in the broadest sense of the word. I had made decisions about Rosie's life without consulting her. I had acted on my own desires without considering what she needed. Now, I asked. Before touching her, I asked. Casually, without making a big deal out of it. A questioning look, a slight pause that left room for her to say no. A question before I even reached across the table toward her while Lucy was talking and the gesture felt completely natural. She noticed. I could tell she noticed. Every time I asked, something shifted across her face, as if she welcomed the question with the particular attention of someone who had been waiting for something for a long time without even knowing it. One November evening. I was helping Lucy with her readin
My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 154
Aiden's POV We never gave it a name. There was no conversation where we said, "This is what we are now." No agreement beyond the Sunday morning texts, the "I'll follow your lead", and the nail I put in the wall. No label had been placed on the thing that had shifted in the garden, even with the lights on. We had simply started. It began with small things, as important things often do when the people involved have learned from their initial mistakes. I texted her in the mornings. Not always. Not according to a schedule or a plan. Just when something happened that I thought she would want to know, or when Lucy said something at breakfast that needed to be shared immediately, or sometimes for no particular reason. Just because it was morning and I wanted to be in touch with her in the morning. She texted back. Not always immediately. Sometimes hours later, between classes, with the quickness of someone typing in a teachers' lounge. But she replied. Before, she hadn't been
My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 153
That man had decided what I needed: to be pushed away. He had acted on it without consulting me. He had handled the situation the way he handled everything, hidden behind a wall, with the certainty of someone who had already calculated the outcome and was simply carrying it out. This man asked. This man waited. The difference was not insignificant. I picked up the phone again. There was one more thing I wanted to say. I typed: [The painting on your wall. I'm going to make you a new one. Just for you. Not for my portfolio. Not for the gallery. Just because I want to.] I hit send. I stood up and refilled my coffee even though I didn't need more, just to give my body something to do while I waited for his response. A minute passed. I looked at the phone on the table. Another thirty seconds. I went to the window and looked down at the street. A woman was walking her dog. A man on a bicycle moved slowly down the road. The city on a Sunday morning. My phone vibrated
My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 152
Rosalie's POV I woke up at six. Lucy was still asleep. I could hear her through the baby monitor, her slow, steady breathing, the deep sleep of a child who had spent the day at a birthday party, eating cake and frosting and spending six hours playing dinosaurs with her friends. She would sleep until at least eight. I got up quietly. I made coffee. Real coffee, the quintessential morning ritual: the kettle, the grounds, the waiting. I never skipped it, even on mornings when I wasn't fully awake, because the ritual was part of what made morning feel like morning. I sat at the kitchen table with my mug. Outside, the city was doing what it always did at six on a Sunday morning: almost nothing. The particular quiet of a weekend morning, without the sounds of the workweek, the peaceful stillness of a world that hadn't quite started moving yet. I held my mug and thought about what I was doing. I wasn't a teenager anymore. That was the first thing I told myself. Not really to
My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Chapter 151
She didn't disappear. She was there, solid, real, and present, and she kissed me back in a way that confirmed she had made a decision too. That her yes was a real yes, not the reflexive yes of someone caught off guard. She placed a hand against my chest. Right over my heart. I could feel it through my shirt, the pressure of her palm, and beneath it, my heart doing what it always did when she was close. Something I had been aware of for months and had carefully avoided acknowledging. She could feel it. My heart. Her hand was resting over it, and she could feel what was happening. When we pulled apart, she looked at me. It wasn't the expression of controlled caution. Not the expression of before. It was something that belonged to after. Arrival. Finally crossing a distance that had been narrowing between us for months. "This doesn't fix everything," she said. "I know." "I still have things to work through." She said it simply, without hesitation or conditions. Just
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