questions, or so she thought. But she could never fool Nick, and he called her on it every freaking time.
She blew out a breath of frustration. “He wants to resume the sexual part of our relationship. I do not.” Well, on odd days she didn’t. The jury was still out on the even days.
“Are you sure about that?”
Damn him for being able to read her so well. “Just because we had a few weeks of great sex doesn’t mean I have to fall over him now that he’s moved here.” Regardless of the temptation. “Besides, I don’t want any complications in my life.”
“Oh, give me a break. Aren’t you tired of the same predictable routine?”
Kate pushed aside the restlessness she’d been experiencing the past couple months. She shook her head. “No, I’m not tired of my boring, predictable life.”
“What about a family? Can you really say you don’t want another child?”
Kate snorted. “Having a child involves a man, and I know I can live without a permanent one of those in my life. Besides, with Meghan and Karen both having twins, I’ll have plenty of babies to fill my maternal need.”
“It’s not the same as having your own child.”
A shadow of sadness flickered across Kate’s face. She remembered all too well the feel and smell of a newborn baby.
She closed her eyes and fought to contain the sadness that could easily overwhelm her. “I know.”
“Look, I’m sorry for what you went through. But you don’t need a man to have a kid these days. There’s in vitro and even adoption. Maybe your hot architect will turn out to be a good baby-making candidate.”
“Ha. Edward is so not father material. He’s too much of a playboy and focused only on himself. I don’t see that changing anytime soon.”
“Then find someone else. Someone who is worthy of you,” Nick said.
A part of her wished things were as simple as her brother made it sound. But, no, she’d learned the hard way and wasn’t about to repeat her mistakes by getting involved with the wrong man. The last thing she needed was to fall for a guy like Edward Weston.
“How about you? Would you consider getting remarried?” Kate asked.
Nick thought about it for a moment. “If the right woman came along, I would.”
“Even knowing the risks and with your divorce not even final yet?”
“I’m not saying I would marry someone the day after the ink on the papers dried, but I won’t close myself off to the possibility. I sure as hell would be more selective, though.”
Kate considered Nick’s words. Contrary to what she’d told him, she did want another child. But she wasn’t ready to deal with the whole relationship thing again.
“Have you started this search for your next wife?”
His lips curved in a cocky smile. “Not specifically for a wife, but I’m not lacking female company.”
Kate was certain women were knocking down his door now that he was separated. Growing up, she’d lost count of how many of her girlfriends wanted sleepovers at her house hoping for a glimpse of Nick in his underwear, or fresh out of the shower clad in only a towel. He’d been handsome as sin back then and was even more so now at thirty-six. And a nice guy to boot. Her future ex-sister-in-law was definitely an idiot for leaving him.
They both turned at the sound of the front door being opened and muffled voices in the living room. Vinnie peeked into the kitchen.
“It’s all clear,” he whispered behind him and pulled his girlfriend, Angela, into the room. “Babe, you remember Nick and Kate, right?”
They exchanged greetings and Vinnie swiped the last two biscotti off the plate, handing one to Angela.
“Ma asleep?” he asked, casting a questioning glance at his siblings.
“She went up a little while ago so the coast should be clear,” Kate said.
Nick got up and stretched. “I’m heading up to bed myself.” He nodded to Kate. “Are you coming, runt?”
“Goodnight, kids,” Kate said and followed Nick out of the