Babies in the Bargain. Victoria Pade

just thought about kissing her? You didn’t do it?” Ad asked, sitting across the table from Cutty in the same position—with his legs propped on the remaining chair even though they weren’t in need of elevation.

      “No, I didn’t do it,” Cutty answered as if the question was ridiculous.

      “I think you should have.”

      “Come on,” Cutty said as if his friend had to be kidding.

      “Why not? A beautiful woman shows up out of the blue—the first woman I’ve ever heard you say that about, by the way. You have trouble keeping your eyes off her all day long—especially when she’s bending over,” Ad said, summarizing what Cutty had already told him. “You felt sparks—even though you don’t understand it. Who’s to say she didn’t feel them, too?”

      “Come on,” Cutty repeated, this time with a groan.

      But Ad wasn’t fazed. “You said yourself that it was time you got back on the horse—so to speak. I don’t see anything wrong with going for it.”