Danielle said I looked hot, so I went with that.
A woman stands in the doorway, her arms crossed as she watches me follow Danielle over to her. I turn around, locking my car for the fiftieth time, until I have no option but to face her.
She’s beautiful, but then I should’ve known that with Danielle as her daughter.
They share the same eyes, except her mother glares at me from hers. She forces a smile onto her face, wrapping her arms around Danielle.
“Hey, beautiful.”
She leans down to address the bump next, and I stand beside Danielle awkwardly.
“Hello, Prince or Princess! Grandma here!”
Then she lifts her gaze to mine, nodding slowly.
“I can see how he broke your heart, child. Looks like that could shatter hearts around the globe without effort, trust me. Hello, Blake.”
I extend my arm formally. “Hello, Mrs. Vee.”
She rolls her eyes.
“Cassandra. Or Cassie, whichever. And I’ll take a hug.”
To my surprise, she pulls me close, wrapping her arms around me as she whispers in my ear.
“If you hurt her again, I’ll cut off your dick.”
I choke as she releases me, and Danielle looks at me with concern.
“Are you alright?”
I can barely swallow as Cassie winks at Danielle.
“He needs a glass of water. Let’s head inside.”
Her glare will haunt my nightmares for years to come.
Thisis my child’s grandma?Fuck!
“Told you she hates me,” I whisper to Danielle as we settle on the couch.
“Huh? She doesn’t. She's just a protective mama bear.”
Danielle idly strokes her stomach, and I grin. “Like you’ll be?”
“Oh, you bet. If it’s a girl, I need to warn her about your sort.”
I snort, stroking her stomach. “If it’s a girl, she’s never seeing a boy.”
“Here you go, son.”
A glass of water is thrust into my hands, and I sniff it to check if it’s been poisoned. I wouldn’t be surprised.
“So. A fake marriage. Is this a real pregnancy?”
I place the water beside me as Danielle groans, sending me a cute smile.
“Oh, it’s real, Mom.”
