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“Alright, let’s say I knocked a girl up. Got her pregnant. And remember this is a purely hypothetical question, Mikey. I was just wondering. How would you propose I tell the girl’s parents?”
Michael peers at me like I’m fucking insane. “Rome,” he says slowly, “did you get someone pregnant? Holy fuck. Is Brianna pregnant?”
“Bianca,” I correct with an eye roll. “And no, she’s not pregnant. We’ve never had sex.”
“Oh,” Michael says, his worry visibly diminishing. “Then why the hell are you asking that kind of fucked-up question?”
I groan. “I don’t know, man. Just curious.”
He stares at me again. I can practically feel the suspicion. He wants to know more, but he won’t ask. Michael doesn’t push.
“It would depend,” he finally answers.
“On…” I prod.
He shrugs. “A number of things. How close is your relationship to the woman? Is she Catholic? Italian? Is her family in the Cosa Nostra?”
I nod slowly before settling on the best way to help him understand.
“Okay, imagine it’s Rosa—and no, my sister is most definitely not pregnant, but what if she was impregnated by a man that she’s not married or even engaged to? Let’s say a one-night stand. What would you do?”
Michael doesn’t even hesitate. “I’d probably kill him. But I’m sure you’d beat me to it.”
I stiffen slightly. “But the baby…”
“Would have to grow up without a father,” Michael says firmly. “No one touches the women in our family.”
He’s right. Fuck, I know he’s right. Which means I’m so screwed.
“Yeah,” I say, swallowing.
“You good, Rome?”
“Yeah, all good.”
* * *
Elena answersthe door almost immediately after I ring the doorbell.
“Hey. You’re here early,” she says in greeting.
I’m momentarily thrown by the sight of her. Her hair is wet, droplets of water falling down onto her body. The shirt she’s wearing sticks to her skin and I’m unable to look away from her chest—specifically her tits, which are much bigger than I remember. My eyes dip down to her legs, which are clad in jean shorts. I swallow softly before looking up to her face.
She definitely caught me ogling her. But, oddly enough, she doesn’t mention it.
“Are you just going to stand there?” She moves from the doorway and lets me into the apartment.
“Where’s Kiara?” I ask, looking around.
“She went out to meet some friends,” Elena replies. “I know, it was surprising to me as well that she has friends other than me,” she adds sadly.
My lips twitch. “Not everyone’s like you, trouble.”
Her eyes gleam as she looks at me. “Fair enough,” she states. “Cassie’s in her crib. Should I bring her out here or you’ll go in and see her?”
“Is she asleep?”
“She wasn’t when I left the room five minutes ago, but she could be. I fed her before I went to take a shower and she sometimes gets sleepy after.”
