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“Oh, the middle name thing? Do you really care what our baby’s middle name is? No one pays attention to those anyway.”
“So, naming the kid after your grandparents, that tradition too?” He crossed his big arms in front of his chest
“Just the middle name.” Gia explained reasonably.
“Rourke Gianni is a mouthful for a kid, wouldn’t you say?”
“It would be Rourke Joseph. Remember? Gianni is my uncle, the middle name would be Joseph after my dad. But where did you come up with the name Rourke?” Gia asked weakly.
Riker thumped his chest. “That’s my pop’s name and that’s gonna be the baby’s name. Rourke after my father and his father before him. And if it’s a girl, name’s gonna be Saoirse, after my grandmother.”
“Seer-sha?” Gia looked at Riker like he had lost his mind “How do you even spell that?”
“S-a-o-i-r-s-e.” He spelled out quickly.
Dear God.
Gia decided not to say a damn thing, the last thing this fire needed was to be fueled.
“So, the minute that cash hits your account you’re taking it out and sending it back. Agreed?” Riker narrowed his eyes at her.
“No, positively not. I will not agree to that.” Gia shook her head and straightened her spine. “I will never agree to doing anything that will purposefully hurt my uncle. And this would humiliate him. That money stays.”
“It goes”
“It stays.”
Gia crossed her arms tightly over her chest and scowled. Riker paced the floor and shook his head like an angry lion. The heel of his boots pounded scars into the wooden floor boards, as he muttered out a string of profanities. Gia had no idea where this would all end, but she was determined to hold her ground.
“Fuck!” Riker glanced at the screen on his buzzing phone. Then he scrubbed a hard hand over his face and kicked the kitchen chair so hard that it bounced across the room.
“I’m outa here.”
I’m outa here?
“Really, Riker? That’s the way you want to play this, you’re just ….?”
But before she could finish the sentence, Riker was already out the door.
Gia just stood there staring at the empty space in front of her in shocked bewilderment.
What the hell had just happened?
When the sound of full throttle cut through the air like an angry sword, Gia was jarred out of her daze.
As she watched Riker’s tires spin out of the driveway at breakneck speed. Gia just shook her head in disappointment.
It goes.
It stays.
It goes.
It says.
He’s gone?
Way to adult, Riker. Was there to be no conversation? No questions? No compromise?
