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Maceo’s hands fly up in surrender. “Stella, I said we wanted to give you guys grandkids. I never said there were buns in the oven.”
My mom’s face crumbles. “You made it sound like we were going to be grandparents.”
Maceo gives my mom an apologetic look.
My mom turns her attention back to me. “Why aren’t you pregnant?” she demands.
“Because I’m fucking responsible and on birth control,” I fire back.
Jesus! I’m surrounded by kid-crazy people.
My mom bursts into tears, and my dad rushes to her side to comfort her. “We kind of assumed with the wedding happening quickly and Maceo mentioning starting a family, that maybe you were expecting,” my dad explains. “We both were excited to be grandparents.”
Great.Now I feel like the bad guy for bursting their bubble. My fingers fists into my braid, and I start gulping air. I can tell another panic attack is building, and Maceo can tell too. He moves around the coffee table to reach me.
I raise my hand in warning. “Stop. Don’t come near me right now.”
He halts in his tracks, defeat written all over him.
“Give me your phone.” I’d use mine, but I didn’t have it on me when he snatched me away from the build site.
He frowns and folds his arms over his massive chest. “Josephine, you’re not running.”
“I will do exactly that, now give me your phone. I’m calling Jared to come and take me back to work.” I don’t want to bother my best friend while he’s working at the site, but I know Maceo would freak if I called an Uber and had a stranger drive me. “I have to sort through my shit on my own. You will stay here, make the bed for my parents, and put fresh towels in the bathroom for them.”
Maceo curses but gives me his phone. I grab it from him and dial Jared. He answers on the first ring. “Pick me up at my condo, please.”
Jared sighs. “Are you two love birds still fighting?”
“Jared, I’m not in the mood. Please, come get me. I’ll be making my way down the road.” I disconnect before he can refuse.
Maceo shakes his head when I hand him his cell. “You’re not walking on the highway. It’s too dangerous.”
My condo is north of the new MC headquarters with nothing but nature and the surrounding complexes in the area. No one is going to be on the road in the middle of a business day.
“You’re not the boss of me!” Maceo can dominate me in the bedroom, but outside of it, I’m my own master.
I go for the door and he’s on me instantly. “Pixie, please,” he begs.
“Maceo, I need space. You owe me this much after everything,” I snap.
His eyes flint between mine, judging how serious I am. “I’ll give you five minutes, and then I’m coming after you. Don’t veer from the road.”
I step back from him and open the door before storming out. I knew he wouldn’t leave me alone for long—worried about my safety. It makes me hustle my ass to get as far away from him as possible to sort through my emotions.
Angrier than I’ve been in a long time, I stomp my feet as I walk. My actions are utterly irrational for a twenty-seven-year-old, but I don’t care.
I cannot believe this shit!
When I saw Maceo pull onto the build site earlier, the only thing I was upset about was him coming home a day later than he initially told me. Now, I have a bucket-full of shit to be furious about—him making nice with my parents behind my back, my parents dropping in unexpectedly, forcing me into a confrontation I wasn’t ready for, and now everyone pushing babies on me.
“Aaahhh!” I march down the road, kicking stones in my wake, and unaware of the car rolling up beside me.
“Giuseppina, what are you doing?” a silky accent asks from the open window of a yellow Lamborghini.
I shriek and take off running like an escaped convict fleeing for my life. In my experience, unknown voices beckoning me from expensive sport cars are never a good thing.
The car revs and flies past me before fishtailing at a sharp angle and stopping in front of me.
