Page 49 of Breeze and Melodie

The door to the office I’d just left opened, and the woman at the front desk stepped out.

“Security is on the way. Ms. Maxey, what is going on? Sir, please let her go,” the woman pleaded.

“Nah, I can’t do that. She tried to attack my woman, and I ain’t having that shit.”

“And I’m gon’ fuck her up the first chance I get,” Ms. Maxey threatened.

“Bitch, I don’t even know you, but you’ve threatened me one too many times. Baby, let her go so she can get this work.”

I was sick of this woman accusing me of something I didn’t do and threatening to beat my ass. After I challenged her, she became more aggressive with Breeze, but two security guards came rushing down the hall.

“What’s going on here?” the female security officer asked.

Ms. Maxey didn’t give anyone else a chance to speak. She went on another angry rant about me causing the loss of her child and promising to make me pay for it. She was irate and continued to be physically aggressive, but the security guards managed to put her in handcuffs.

When Breeze made it over to me, he kissed my forehead and wrapped me in his arms. We waited until the guards took Ms. Maxey away before heading to the elevator.

“That was weird. I must resemble someone she knows,” I said.

“You didn’t recognize her?” We entered the elevator, holding hands.

“I didn’t get a good look at her face.”

“Baby, that was Arielle.”

I frowned as I thought about why that name sounded familiar. “Arielle?”

“Yeah. The woman who came to the spa asking about Sean.”

I gasped as my eyes widened. I hadn’t thought about her since I drove away that day.

“That was her?” He nodded. “Are you serious?”

The elevator stopped on the main floor of the building. We exited, still holding hands, and made our way to his truck.

“Yeah. It took me a minute to remember where I’d seen her.”

“Damn. How the hell is she blaming me for losing her child?”

“She’s obviously not mentally stable. My concern is that she knows where you work and isn’t afraid to pop up. Now that your ribs are healed, we’re going to the gun range.”

“That’s cool, but I’m not worried about that ho. If she?—”

“You’re carrying my seeds, Melodie.”

“Oh, shit. For a minute, I forgot I was pregnant . . . with twins. Oh my God. What the hell am I gonna do with two kids? I gotta call my mama and find out where this twin gene came from.”

Just that quick, I forgot all about Arielle Maxey and her strange behavior. I had more pressing and exciting matters to attend to and refused to let her spoil my news. Although I was still in shock and nervous about the next several months, I was equally excited.

After assuring I was securely seated on the passenger side, Breeze slid behind the steering wheel and started the engine. Before putting the car into reverse, he asked, “How about we visit your family this weekend and share the news? We can leave tomorrow after work, or early Sunday morning.”

“Can we, baby? I’d love that. My mom’s birthday is Monday, and she was adamant about not doing anything to celebrate.”

“When do you want to leave?”

“Early Sunday morning. I need some time to process and figure out a cute way to tell them about the babies. Plus,Harmonee still wants me to talk to our parents about her moving to Onyx City and working in the salon.”

“You haven’t done that yet?”

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