Jay expected Brendan would leave once Nico and Zoë were in bed, but when Jay got back downstairs, he was sitting on the sofa and didn’t seem about to move.
\\"You’re really good with them,\\" Jay had to admit. \\"Do you have brothers and sisters?\\" Brendan shook his head. \\"Kids?\\" Brendan laughed, but it wasn’t impossible. There were plenty of people younger than him with kids on the estate, and, judging from the looks a few dads had given Jay in the pub, having kids didn’t necessarily mean you were straight.
\\"I didn’t have good enough parents to want kids of my own\\" Brendan said. \\"What about you\\"
Jay shook his head. \\"I reckon by the time I’m done with this lot, I’ll be happy if I never see another kid as long as I live.\\"
Brendan didn’t say anything. Jay felt fidgety but before he could stand up again, Brendan had moved closer and was looking at him with determination in his eyes.
Jay could think of a million reasons why they shouldn’t do this, but when Brendan moved even closer and pressed their lips together, he couldn’t remember any of them. |