"Hey!" Mack waves as I walk in the back door. "Just a heads up, I have an appointment tomorrow. You'll need to open."
I traipse over to her, kissing her on the cheek and then kissing my baby by another. "Mornin,' love and lil' dude."
"One of these days, someone is gonna think my kids are yours." Her belly bounces as she giggles.
"Too late!" I shrug. "Let me know if I need to drop Rumor off."
Her eyes light up. "Could you? I'd love you forever."
"Again, you're too late because you already do."
She bumps my shoulder with hers. "Awe, I take back all those things I said about you and those hoochies."
"You do not." I side eye her, getting her to reward me with a pinched ass. "Owe! Brat."
"Smartass." Her brow cocks as if she's a badass. Well, she kind of is. "How's the future wifey?"
I shake my head. "Don't do that, she's far from it. I hope she's gonna be okay, but right now, she's rough."
"I couldn't imagine. Ya know, she never liked me." Mack wrinkles her nose. It's been a few weeks since Harper came home, but I have yet to venture over and start a conversation with her.
I double take at her. "Why would you say something like that?"
"Probably because it's true." Maisyn cackles when Mack flips her off. "What? It's true!"
"I have absolutely no doubt, but you don't have to revel in it." Mack's snarky, I think its pregnancy hormones. It's so unlike her.
Maisyn tries to hug her, but Mack pushes her off. "Oh, c'mon! She was in love with Ridge, and you ran off with him. Pregnant at that!"
"What am I missing here?" I freeze, trying to understand what's being implied.
Maisyn looks from me to Mack and back. "Does he not know? How does he not know? Do you not know? How can you not know?"
"Does he look as though he knows? No, he's a man, and she never hit him over the head with it or a tit! So, no. He does not know, Maisyn." Mack grumbles.
Maisyn's eyes grow wide as she lays her hand on the base of her neck. "Oh, my. We are preggars today! Somebody throw her a bag of candy or fried pickles or better yet, call her ole man to come deal with this honorary cuss. Shew!"
"Maisyn!" Mack and I yell in unison.
She jumps, cackling again. "I'm positive everyone knew but yeah, Harper was like... so in love with you in high school. When you went with Mack when she got pregnant and moved, Harper was crushed by all the rumors. It devastated her."
"Are you saying everyone knew we were in love in high school?" I shake my head; she's lost her mind.
"You're a weirdo when you're in denial but yes, she was hot under the hood for ya and there was no doubt, you wanted to use your dipstick on her." Maisyn crosses her arms as Mack snorts and ducks behind her.
"Since when do you snort?" I glare at them. "I can still see your bump!"
Mack straightens up as best she can, holding her belly. "I need to pee, I can't with this anymore."
"Neither of you get it, do you?" Mack stops near me when my voice cracks. "I let her leave with him because I thought it was for the best, that's why I never tried to stop her." I jerk my hat off, hurling it across the room. "Fuck this!"
"Honestly, I didn't know it was a secret. Besides, as long as you two were happy, nothing else should've mattered." Maisyn's brows pull low over her eyes.
"You were so concerned about her parents; I couldn't tell you." Mack kisses my cheek.
I run my hand over my face. "I get it, I do. I held us back. I was afraid of her parents and everyone else, passing judgment, I never gave us a chance. I wanted us to go to college and make something of ourselves, so we could be together. I wanted to prove I was good enough for her."
"You were always good enough for her, it was you that had something to prove. I was also a tad bit busy and didn't point that fact out. I still need to pee." Mack snickers.