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Chapter Ten

Maceo

Chase and I sit in the waiting area of the clinic while Simone gets her blood drawn and has a pelvic exam. Josephine is with her sister to support her, making me on edge without my eyes on her. Chase isn’t much better. He bounces his leg nervously and types away on his phone, waiting for Simone to finish.

My future sister-in-law nearly lost her shit when Chase tried to go in the exam room with her. He begrudgingly backed off, but it won’t last long. My brother has got it bad for Simone—I recognize the wild look in his eyes like a reflection in the mirror.

“Got him,” Chase mutters, handing me his phone. A photo ID of Trent Grills fills the screen. The dude looks like a total tool. How the hell did he score a woman like Simone? Must have been luck.

“Fuck,” I whisper with alarm. “Did you hack into the DMV?”

Chase snorts. “I would have if I didn’t have a contact at the Sacramento Police Department. But I got the fucker, and I’m going to make him pay for putting Simone through this shit.”

I turn in the plastic chair to give my friend a stern warning. “I know what you’re feeling. You’re sitting where I was sitting with Josephine three months ago. I’m not going to tell you what to do or to not pursue her. But let me give you a little advice. Go slow with her. Take your time. There’s no rush. You may be ready to jump into it with her, but she just bailed on her long-term boyfriend after he cheated—she needs time to get over him properly. I don’t want either of you getting hurt because you rushed things.”

Chase gives me a deadpan look. “Right. Like you didn’t force your way into Jo’s life when she fought back?”

“Not to point out the obvious, but Josephine had already been a year out of her relationship by the time I met her. Simone is brand-spanking new to singlehood. I’m not saying you have to wait long before diving in, but a couple of weeks won’t hurt you. You’re my brother, but she’s my sister now. Hurt her and I’ll crush you.”

Speak of the devil.Simone comes out the clinic door with a stack of medical brochures in her hand and a Band-Aid in the crook of her elbow where she must have had blood drawn.

“Couple weeks my ass,” he mutters before standing to welcome Simone. “Hey, sweetheart. Everything okay?”

Scowling, Simone points at him. “Call me sweetheart again and I’ll feed you your balls.”

Chase bites his lip to stop his laughter. “What did the doctor say?”

“You’re seriously annoying. You know that, right?”

“Maybe I genuinely care about your wellbeing. Is that too hard to believe?”

Simone looks up at the ceiling and sighs. “Fine. He said everything looked good. I should have the results of the blood work sometime early next week.”

“Where’s Josephine?” I ask.

Simone blinks at me. “She walked out with the doctor after my exam, allowing me to get dressed. She didn’t come back out here with you two?”

With a racing heart, I charge into the clinical area. “Pixie,” I holler.

“Sir,” a nurse rushes around the counter to stop me. “You can’t be back here.”

“I’m looking for my fiancée,” I say. “She never came back out with her sister.”

“You mean Jo Holland?”

I nod. “Do you know where she is?”

“She’s in room number five with Doctor Stoll.”

I sigh with relief. “Thank you.” I walk down the hall swiftly to room five, not bothering to knock as I enter the room. The nurse chases after me, desperate to stop me.

“What the hell?” a middle-aged man says from between Josephine’s stirrup-legs.

I see red.Who the fuck is this guy? And why is he all up in my woman’s honey-pot?

“I’m sorry, Doctor. He forced his way in,” the nurse apologizes, shutting the door and closing us in the room.

“Maceo?” Jo squeaks from her supine position on the examination table.

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