"I'm pregnant. Surprise."
"Surprise! Fucking Surprise? That's what you have to say to me. And why the fuck was this dip shit the first one to know and not your best friend?"
Luca smiles at Mel, smugly.
"I wasn't going to tell anyone until the twins knew, but this one," I throw my thumb over my shoulder, pointing to Luca, "basically forced it out of me."
"And you didn't think to tell me?" Mel stands up and throws her hands up in the air.
I roll my eyes at her dramatics. "I didn't have my phone... So how did you expect me to tell you?"
"True..." She looks back at Luca, then back to me. "Do you know how far along?"
"Well, I am assuming from the first night when I went to the bar alone."
"Okay... Okay, I got it." She nods.
I turn around from Mel, about to tell Luca to find my men, but he isn’t behind me. I walk around the tiny ass house and find him standing in the bedroom on the phone.
"Yeah, all the cameras around that area and more. I need to find them. Find the truck." I stand there and listen to his conversation.
"Yeah, yeah, right the fuck now. They have been gone for five hours. Yeah, I'll send you the address." He ends the call and turns, meeting my eyes.
"So you are worried, but want to play big and bad?" I cross my arms and glare at him.
"I am trying to keep things calm."
"Well, I am not calm." I snap at him and throw my hands in the air. I know I shouldn’t be yelling at him; it's not his fault, but it’s hard to hold back my temper.
"I noticed,” he raises his brow at me.
"So, what's the plan?" I cross my arms again. If this fucker keeps up his smart assness, I’m gonna let my temper fly.
"I have a guy looking into the video footage to find out where the guys are, and figure out what kind of backup we will need. There is a lot of planning to do, but something isn't sitting right with me.” I nod in agreement. Something isn't sitting right with me either.
"Okay, well, let me know what you want me to do."
"I want you to stay here; you are pregnant."
"And I want you to go fuck yourself. I am not staying here like a sitting duck. That's not how I work."
"I know it's not, but I had to try. You know the twins will be pissed if you come with me."
"Does it look like I care?" I know at this point, I’m being rude, but I don’t care.
“When they get pissed at me, I will throw your ass under the bus.” The fact that I know he would stick to that makes me laugh.
“Alright, deal.”
Chapter 32
Kai
Iwake up, and my head is pounding. I feel like I got hit by a damn semi truck. I go to rub the ache on my head, but my hands won't move. I try to look around, but my eyes are blurry. I blink several times before they clear up.
"What the fuck," I groan, pulling at my wrists. They are bound together. I try to twist my wrists to feel what it is... Handcuffs.
Mikey is tied to a chair right in front of me, still passed out, head lolling to the side.
