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“Oh, honey.”
She rushes to me and wraps me in her arms. This feeling of motherly love is what I've been needing for such a long time. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her tightly, trying to squeeze every year of love that I've missed right out of her.
“What’s going on with you and your father?” she asks. “How did you even end up back in New York? Last I checked you were in California with that boyfriend of yours. How is he, by the way? Are you two still together?”
“You knew I was in California?”
“Well, yeah,” she chuckles. “I stalk your Facebook all the time. I just never had the balls to face you so we could try to mend our relationship. I felt so ashamed of myself. But I kept up with all of your hard work and everything you’ve been doing. I haven’t seen any updates lately.”
Oddly, I feel pleased with her reply. It's a hard pill to swallow, knowing she knew how to get in contact with me all along and never did, but I guess I can understand where she’s coming from.
“Life has been a whirlwind lately,” I say. “Sean and I broke up months ago because he couldn’t stop cheating. I moved back in with Dad and started working at Marc’s company. Marc and I started a relationship Dad didn’t know about and now I'm pregnant with his baby.”
“You’re what!?” My mom jumps to her feet and immediately starts to pace the floor. “You and Marc Josephs, your father’s best friend, are having a baby?”
“Yes, mom,” I sigh. “Dad refuses to talk to me now. He kicked me out of the house and everything.”
“You goddamn right he kicked you out of the house! This is crazy! That fucking sleaze bag Marc got my daughter pregnant! What did you expect, Felicia! He's a goddamn old man, and a friend of the family, what is he doing sleeping around with a girl he watched grow up since a kid!?”
Her reaction is one I wasn’t prepared for. Honestly, I’m not sure how I thought she would react, but it wasn’t like this.
“Mom, please,” I said. “I don’t need a lecture right now or for anyone else to be mad at Marc. I’m a grown woman and I made the decision just as much as he did. The damage is already done. I just need to know how to move forward.”
“Felicia.” She kneels in front of me with the most sympathetic look in her eyes. “Sweetie, I know you think this is okay because you're an adult, but it isn’t. Marc has been your fathers best friend since they were in college. Do you understand how serious of a situation this is? You two having a child together will make everything awkward for the rest of our lives. I'm happy that you're having your first baby, but honey, this is really traumatizing. I can only imagine how your father feels about this. He probably wants to kill Marc.”
She isn't wrong. My dad is so angry he hasn't talked to me in three months. He hasn’t asked how my pregnancy is going or anything. He hasn’t even asked me where I've been staying all this time. Although I'm sure he knows I've been staying with Marc.
Chapter Twenty-Two - Marc
“Oh my God! What happened to you?”
Felicia rushes to my side when she finally comes home. Whatever doubts and emotions she’s been feeling lately suddenly jumps out the window and her only concern is me. She may have been angry with me or in her head about all of this, but she doesn’t want to see me hurt.
“I ran into Jeppie last night,” I groan as I sit myself up on the couch. “He’s still pissed about all this. Beat me up pretty bad and told me to get my shit together.”
I can tell she wants to smile because she’s happy that her dad still cares about what’s going on in her life. But she holds it in so that I don’t feel like she doesn't care that I’m hurt or feels good about me being beat up.
“I didn’t even think he would show up,” I say. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen him there.”
“Well, he can’t stay cooped up in the house for the rest of his life,” she says. “Did you guys at least talk about anything?”
“No,” I groan again. “Well, a little.”
If anyone knows Jeppie, and I believe Felicia does, she knows he did all the talking. Especially in this situation. As angry as he is about the baby and my relationship with his daughter, I’m sure she knows he had a lot to say about it. I wish he’d say something to her so that she’d know whether or not he ever plans on being a part of her life again. But for now, we both have to live with what we’ve caused.
“What did he say?” she asks. “Anything about me?”
“Everything was about you,” I say. “I tried telling him how much I love you and how I'll never leave your side, no matter how angry he is with me, but he doesn’t want to hear any of it. He doesn't want us together at all, so I'm sure the whole baby thing has him on edge more than we know.”
“Wait, you love me?”
She looks at me with so much intent and passion in her eyes, I realize I've finally come all the way unhinged about the way I feel for her. This is the first time I've told her I loved her, and it won’t be the last. We have a lot to look forward to in life. Whether Jeppie supports us or not, I'll always be in her corner.
“Nothing can change the way I feel about you,” I say. “I had some doubts about being a father again early on, but this is my life, and this is what I want. I want to build a family with you and just like I told your dad, if that means the whole world goes against me, I'm here to stay.”
Her eyes light up as she starts to cry. She throws her arms around my neck and kisses me gently. I know this is supposed to be a special heartfelt moment, but that fire in the pit of my gut burns erotically for her love.
“I love you too, Marc,” she says, giving me the most seductive look.
