with their friends than with Apollo and me. Seventeen and nineteen-year-olds really know how to give it straight to their parents.” She nodded to my stomach. “You’ll know exactly what I mean one day.”
I laid my hand on my stomach. “I’ll gladly keep this little one small forever.”
“That’ll change as time goes on.” She sat on the edge of the bed. “Those terrible twos and threes are going to really test you.”
So much to look forward to. “So, I didn’t know you were coming.”
Greer stretched out her arms. “I love this house. So much more room than our place in Chicago.”
“Apollo mentioned you live in a penthouse. That has to be pretty amazing.” The word penthouse was nowhere being in my everyday vocabulary.
Greer rolled her eyes. “Yes, though I hate it.”
Only a rich person would say they hate living in the penthouse. “Oh, uh, that sucks.”
Greer laughed lightly. “I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful. It’s a beautiful place, and I know I’m lucky to live there, but there is just something about having an actual lawn and being able to step out your front door without having to take an elevator to get to the street.”
That I understood from apartment living. “Well, you certainly have a lawn here.”
Greer was almost twenty years older than I was, but I felt a connection to her like I did Indiana. Something about her made me feel comfortable and like I had known her for years.
“Which is exactly why every time Apollo comes here, I tag along.” She frowned. “Though Marco wasn’t exactly happy when I walked through the front door.”
“Why not?” I asked. It seemed odd for Marco to be upset that Greer was here. She was Apollo’s wife, after all.
Greer shrugged. “God knows. He’s as moody and grumpy as Leo. I’ve dealt with him for years, and now, Marco is taking over in every aspect of the word.”
“I haven’t heard any nice things about Leo. I’m kind of scared to meet him.”
Greer laughed loudly. “Oh, honey. You and the whole world is afraid to meet him. He didn’t get the reputation that he has by being all sugar and sweet.” She pointed her finger at me. “Speaking of, did you tell me to go and do mafia stuff?”
I shrugged and leaned against the bedframe. “I mean, I might have said that.”
Greer shook her head and smiled. “Leo would have shit himself if you would have said that to him.”
I made a mental note to never say that to Leo. “So Marco isn’t happy you are here, but that doesn’t mean you’re going to have to leave, does it?”
Greer smirked. “Negative. I’m not leaving until Apollo does.”
I tapped my finger to my chin. “So if you can be here, maybe we can see if other people can visit.” I got that I had to stay here because of Meeks, but did that mean no one else was able to be here? Greer sitting on my bed proved that theory wrong.
“What are you thinking?” Greer asked.
I pursed my lips. “If I end up being here for a while, maybe we could see about having the women from the Devil’s Knights come for a dinner or something.”
“Oh, Lord,” Greer laughed. “I just pictured Marco’s head exploding with having his mom, Meg, and Cyn in the house.”
“They’ve never been here before?” I asked.
Greer shook her head. “Not that I know of. This place if kind of a secret. I’ve hung out with Meg and the girls a couple of times before, but it’s always at the clubhouse.”
“I mean, this place is more than big enough for a girls’ night, right?” Hell, I could have everyone hangout in my room, and we would have more than enough space.
Greer nodded to the TV. “Are you watching Golden Girls?”
I nodded and pushed off the bed post. “Uh, yeah. It’s kind of my comfort show. I put it on all the time even if I’m not really watching.”
“We could have girls’ night in the media room and watch Dorothy and the girls on the big screen.”
A giggle escaped my lips. “This is a pretty big screen to me, but you’re right. The media room TV is huge.”
“You’ve been down there?” she asked, surprised.
I nodded. “Uh, yeah. Marco showed it to me last night.”
“Oh, Apollo told me you were refusing to come out of your room.”
I rolled my eyes. “Things are a little confusing for me right now. Marco and Apollo don’t really understand that.”
Greer nodded. “I got you, girl. I