Michael ignores Matthew and turns back to his sister. “Who told you?”
I look over at Alex, who shrugs and avoids looking at anyone. “I put two and two together.”
“Bullshit,” Michael says, and I pull his arm. “Dylan told you.” He points at her. “That rat bastard. It was supposed to be a secret.”
“When are you going to learn that Dylan will never keep anything from Alex?” Max says. “Also, young lady, how did you get here?”
“It’s called an airplane, Dad,” she sasses, rolling her eyes and walking over to the fridge. “Also they didn’t have anything to go back, so I might have to hitch a ride.”
“Hitch a ride?” I ask, confused, but no one pays attention to me.
“When are you guys flying back?” She looks at her parents.
“The plane is here on Monday,” Matthew says to her, and she nods her head.
“The plane is here on Monday?” I repeat again, and then Michael looks at me.
“They fly private,” he says, avoiding my eyes as I just shake my head.
“Of course they do,” I say, and I can’t wait to get home and call my mother and sister.
“Are you okay?” Allison asks me from her side of the counter.
“I’m tired,” I answer honestly. “It’s been a crazy couple of days.”
“I’ll get my keys and take you home. We can eat there,” Michael says, walking toward the hallway.
“I want to say thank you, for today. All of you.” I smile at them when Michael comes back into the room.
“Can I hug you?” Allison asks, and I just look over at her. “It’s okay if you don’t do hugs.”
She blinks away tears, and I just walk to her and give her a hug, where she whispers in my ear. “Thank you for giving us a chance.”
She lets go of me, and I walk over to Max. “Hugs for everyone,” I say and hug him, and when he takes me in his arms, I swear it’s like my dad is hugging me, and I sob out.
“I didn’t hurt her,” he defends, letting me go.
“It’s a long story,” I say, wiping my eyes with the back of my hands. “For another day.” I walk over to Matthew.
“You take care, and you call me if you need anything,” he says, and I don’t even tell him that I don’t have his number only because I have a feeling that by the time I leave here, they will have mine.
“Alex,” I say to his sister. “Thank you for coming.”
“I would have been here sooner,” she retorts, and I let her go. “If they weren’t liars.”
I shake my head and walk to Michael, who slips his hand into mine. “I’ll be back later,” he says, and we walk out of his place.
“Oh my God,” I say, getting into the elevator and looking over at him.
“They can be a lot to handle, but they mean well,” he explains, and I laugh and nod my head. He opens the door for me, and I get in. My head is spinning around and around, and I literally just need to close my eyes. I hear him get into the car but give myself a second more before I talk to him.
“Hey.” I hear his voice softly and open my eyes. “We’re home,” he says, and I look around.
“I can’t believe I fell asleep,” I reply, unbuckling my seat belt.
“The food is going to be here in ten minutes,” he says to me, and I look over. “We got here about thirty minutes ago, but I let you sleep.” My mouth opens. “If the food wasn’t coming, I would have let you sleep longer.”
“Thank you.” I smile at him as I reach for the handle and get out of the BMW. “I guess I was really, really tired,” I admit, walking up to my condo.
“It was an eventful day,” Michael says from beside me, pulling open the door and waiting for me to walk in. When we get into my condo, I kick off my shoes and let go of a big sigh.
“I’m going to go and change, I need comfy clothes.” He smiles and nods, and I walk into my room, going to the chair in the corner and seeing the big bed still sheetless. I pull off my shirt and look down at my stomach. Before I change my mind, I walk back out, and he is standing there on his phone as he looks up and sees me. “I never thought about letting you touch my stomach,” I say as I walk to him. “I can only feel flutters as of right now,” I say. “But by all means, you can touch the bump.”
“Are you sure?” he asks, and his whole face lights up like a kid coming down the stairs at Christmas and getting the two-wheel bike that they asked for.