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Drive Me Crazy(7)
Author: Leaona Luxx

I cut my eyes in Mack's direction and catch her picking up a wrench as she walks toward us. "You better get outta here, she's gonna drag you in the back and dispose of you later."

"Please!" Mena rolls her eyes.

"Leave." Mack points at the door. "Now or I'm going to fix your face for good."

Mena is bright red and I can't help but snicker. "You better haul ass."

"I'll call you." She slings her hair behind her back before coming in for a kiss. Seriously, who does that without brushing their teeth first?

"Uh, no." I wave her off. "Morning breath."

Mena leans closer. "I used your brush."

"Oh, god." Mack covers her mouth, pretending to vomit. "Was it the one on the sink or in the shower?"

"What's it to you?" Mena curls her lip.

Mack shrugs and all I can do is hang my head. "Well, nothing but it might be to you considering he uses one for cleaning and the other for his teeth."

"Which one is right?" Mena's eyes are round with fear.

"I'm not telling." Mack cackles, sending Mena running out of the door. I look up at my best friend, dancing around as she laughs her ass off.

"Such a mean ass."

She holds her hand up, waiting for me to hit it. "Ha! That was freakin' classic!"

"Nice to see marriage and motherhood has helped you to grow into a well-rounded person."

She cocks her brow. "High five or I'm giving you a Wet Willy to match your dip stick, Peanut."

"I hate you." I slap her hand and struggle not to laugh with her. I can't tell her to stop, her laughter is one of my favorite sounds in the world.

"It's called tough love, get used to it."

"Nah, I'm good." I hold my hands up as I back away from her. "I've had enough of that for a lifetime."

"Keep hangin' around Pick-n-Poke and you're gonna wish you had listened."

I wrinkle my nose. "Where in the hell do you come up with these analogies?"

"What?" She blinks innocently. "You mean like, STD's R Us? Or do you prefer, Motel Sex Disease?"

"You're so cute. Ya know that?" I glare at her. "Adorable!"

"Thank you." She grins with a curtsy. "I worked all morning on them with Maisyn."

"What the fuck, Mack! You called Maisyn?"

"No!" She walks past me, giggling. "I Video-Chatted with her so she could help me brainstorm."

I yank a rag off my table and toss it at the back of her head. "Jerk!"

"Gotta pee!" She waddles into the office with me hot on her heels, shutting the door behind us.

I slide into the seat across from her desk, checking her calendar out. "Is Boone gonna be home for your next appointment?"

"He better be because this baby is ready to crawl outta me and I doubt I can cross my legs long enough to wait on him to come home from Cali."

"I can't believe y'all don't want to find out what it is."

"I'm stunned he trusted you with the results!" Yelling from behind the door.

I lean back, picking up my favorite photo. The first picture of Mack, Rumor, and myself together after Rumor's birth. She's Mack and Boone's oldest child. She's her mother through and through. I was there to cut her cord, Rumor owns me.

"I'm glad I don't have to be there, looking at your baby maker this time."

"Ohhh, I'm telling!" She shrills as she opens the door and walks over to her seat. "You're gonna be in so much trouble."

"Don't you say a word! That's my baby, Boone's a stand-in."

She holds up two fingers. "Go ahead, third times a charm."

"Whatever, you love me."

"Keep it up and you'll be cuttin' the cord on your own." Her mouth twists to the side.

I choke on my water. "Rude! Kiss my ass, Mack!"

"Yet, so true." She lifts her brows, smirking.

I dry my mouth with the back of my hand. "That ship sailed and unless you have a miracle up your sleeve, it's not gonna happen."

"If there's one thing I can attest to... never, say never."

"Never gonna happen, Mack. I missed my chance and you damn well know, people like us aren't given second chances." I stand, turning toward the door. "Besides, once she found out everything that went down back then, she'd walk away. Eventually, I'd still lose."

She reaches for me; I grab her hand, helping to pull her from the chair. Her arms slide around me, holding me like she has so many times before. "We are kindred, Brother. Life will come to you, wait for it."

"I hear ya." I sling the door wide. "After you, Momma."

"Please stay away from the hooker hoe's, they're beneath you." She purses her lips, looking at me all beady eyed.

I wave my fingers toward her. "Stop being so judgey, besides, I like them beneath me or on their knees in front of me."

"Oh, gross!" She covers her mouth, pretending to gag.

I clutch my stomach, busting with laughter. "What's wrong, Mack? Can't stand hearin' about my sex life?"

"Ewww," she wrinkles her nose. "what you do with your Binky Boo and those Crusty Crotches is none of my business."

I clap my hands in applause. "Exactly! Thank you!"

"At least not until it rots off and you need a fundraiser to buy one like that dude who got his cut off and it pumps up, I think he did a porn with it." Her eyes widen. "You could do one and they could call it... Crusty Boo Gets Pumped!"

I flip her the bird... double barreled. "Here's one for you and your Boo."

"You love me!" She yells as I walk off, my hands held high over my head.

"Oh, yeah! You're number one, Mack!"

 

 

My eyes flicker to the clock as I pull into the driveway. I'm late. How dumb do I have to be to allow time to slip away from me like this? He's going to be off the rails, and I have no one to blame but myself.

I take a deep breath; I jerk my purse out of the floorboard and hurry inside. I slip through the back door, leaving my things there and start dinner. I need to go to the bathroom, but I can't waste another minute.

I do my best to control my shaking hands as I wash and dry them as fast as I can. Thankfully, I prepped most of the food this morning. Silently admonishing myself for presuming I had it all figured out, obviously I did not.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Weston's anger is palpable. His words vibrate deep in my chest and I shudder.

"There was a wreck. Simple fender bender." I lie. Not something I do, but I have to now. I can feel his body heat against my back, sweat beads on my top lip. I'm prepared for what's coming, there's no stopping it.

His hand grips my neck, as his furious breath sweeps past my ear. My body goes rigid. "Do not fucking lie to me."

"I wouldn't do that, Weston." My hands tremble, another sign he'll point out to me.

"Why are you nervous?" He growls against my cheek and all that runs through my mind is why in the hell I came back. Again.

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