Page 12 of Dirty Lyrics
“Take us to the hospital. Now,” he barks.
“What? No!” I snap, finding some hidden reservoirs of strength and shoving at his chest, though it’s like trying to move a mountain. “I don’t need a hospital. I’m fine!”
His eyes flare, wild and furious, his accent sharpening as he spits out, “You’re not fine, Maya. You just passed the fuck out in front of me. Are you sick? Have you seen a doctor? Is that why you ran? Por qué carajo no me dijiste? If you’re sick?—”
He switches fully into Spanish, words flying too fast for me to catch every one.
A rush of syllables, beautiful and angry, spilling out of him like a song too raw to control.
And God help me, even now, even like this, it’s hot as hell.
His voice, the fierce way he says my name, the desperate edge underneath the fury—it makes my body remember every night in his bed.
“Oh my God, just stop!” I explode, clutching the seatbelt across me, shaking with adrenaline. “Be quiet for five minutes, Rico! I’m not dying—I’m pregnant, you asshole!”
The words rip out of me, sharp and unplanned, echoing like gunfire inside the SUV.
Silence slams down so hard it rings in my ears.
His mouth falls open.
His hands freeze where they’ve been gripping the seat beside me like claws.
Those dark, endless eyes of his—El Tigre’s eyes—stare at me with something I’ve never seen before.
Not heat. Not fury. Not even heartbreak.
It’s shock. Pure, brutal shock.
And for the first time since I walked away from him, Rico Véliz is speechless.
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“Rico? Where to?” Chuy asks, his voice steady, like this is just another night, another errand.
But what the fuck can I tell him?
My head’s spinning, my chest burning, my entire world shifting under me.
Pregnant.
Maya is pregnant.
The first thing I feel is rage.
Hot, violent, gut-deep rage that makes my vision go red.
The thought slams into me—did she fuck someone else? Did she go and give what’s mine to another man?
No.
The answer is immediate, absolute.
The fury fizzles out as fast as it came, because I know her.
My girl.
My muse.
