“What are you doing?” I yelled.
He stopped the car and looked at me. “Parking.”
“Don’t park. Do not park. Drive on. I just got a really bad headache, period cramps and I think that French toast gave me food poisoning. I’ll text Mom. She’ll understand.”
Ren didn’t listen to me. He swung into the spot, and while looking over his shoulder to reverse closer to the bumper of the Acadia, he spoke to me. “Of all that, I really hope you’re kidding about the period cramps.”
Like I’d have sex during a bout of food poisoning.
“Zano!” I snapped.
He put the car in park and turned his attention to me.
“Is this my Ally, scared of nothing?” he asked, sounding slightly pissed, but also slightly teasing, and I knew the former was for his family, the latter for me.
Still, I gritted my teeth.
He reached out a hand and curled it around the side of my neck, and when he spoke again there was no more teasing. “Do you think your mom planned this?”
“Absolutely not,” I answered.
“So I mentioned to Dom at the wedding yesterday I was havin’ dinner with your folks tonight. Dom opened his mouth and Vito did what Vito does. He horned in,” he deduced.
“Probably.”
His voice was just pissed when he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll get rid of them.”
“Do that fast,” I ordered, then explained my eagerness for him to be rude, “See, Mom and Dad will be cool with you because I love you. I don’t love Vito and Angela, and Dad really doesn’t love at least Vito. So he’s probably in there, about to have an aneurysm because Mom won’t let him be mean to guests. Even surprise ones. Even ones who engage in criminal activities. And anyway, knowing what you mean to me, he definitely won’t want to be mean in front of your mom and sisters. The problem is, Mom likely instigated the Lee and Hank being here thing without telling us, which means Dad also doesn’t have the upper hand. So he’s screwed, and he won’t like that.”
To all that, Ren’s answer was simply, “Like I said, Ally. Don’t worry, I’ll get rid of them.”
He let me go and turned to his door, but a thought occurred to me, I grabbed his wrist and yanked.
He turned back to me.
“You can’t get rid of your mom and sisters, so you just have to get rid of Vito, Angela, Dom and Sissy.”
Something else occurred to me and I yanked again at his wrist.
“No. Not Sissy, because she’s a sister, so you can’t get rid of her, which means we’re stuck with Dom, too. Which also probably means were stuck with Vito. Shit!”
Ren twisted his wrist to grab my hand and hold it tight as he leaned into me, and I noticed his eyes studying me.
Intently.
“You’re freaked,” he whispered, and his voice sent a chill over my skin.
“I… well, a little bit,” I admitted.
“You’re totally freaked,” he stated.
His family was in there with my family, and some of his family engaged in criminal activities and my family was a cop family.
Not to mention, without warning, I was meeting his mother and sisters.
Of course I was freaked.
“Okay, maybe more than a little bit,” I allowed.