Fear : A Bad Boy Mafia Pregnancy Romance Novel by Rose Cody Read Free Book Online Page A

wouldn’t be in this mess.” Johnny says in a whisper, pursing his lips as he rubs his tongue against the front of his teeth. “Would you rather your parents think I’m your boyfriend, or would you rather they know that you invited a member of the Ambrosini Crime Family into your living room….”
     
    “Why do those have to be the only two choices!?” Amber asks shaking her hands in the air before sucking in a deep breath to calm herself down.
     
      She shrugs her shoulders listening to the soft clink of her mom placing plates on the kitchen table before she turns to Johnny and grabs his hand.
     
    “Well, pretend boyfriends have to come and eat breakfast with the family.” She says, standing up.
     
      He smirks, looking out the window one last time before letting her pull him up and lead him into the kitchen.
     
    “Sorry, sorry, I hope I didn’t wake you two up.” Her mom says as she dishes fried potatoes and chives onto plates in front of seats before rushing back over to the stove and lifting a pan of scrambled eggs before doing the same with them.
     
    “That’s fine.” Amber says, her face flushing as she sits down at the table. “That smells good, mom.”
     
    “Thank you, darling.” She says, before looking up at a hesitating Johnny. “Sit! Sit! Please!”
     
      Johnny sits himself down beside Amber, nodding at her mother as she brings over a plate of crispy bacon and places some on his plate with metal tongs.
     
    “Thank you so much for coming over, Johnny.” She says, smiling at him. “I’m very happy that Amber has someone to, uh, help her through tough times.”
     
    “Mom…” Amber whispers under her breath as she smiles while watching her dad walk down the stairs in his grey sweat suit. “Good morning, daddy.” She whispers to him, watching him sit down as she picks up her fork.
     
      She spears a potato, popping the crispy fried cube into her mouth before looking over at Johnny awkwardly digging around his plate.
     
    “Eat!” She laughs, smiling at him as she watches him lift a piece of bacon into his mouth before breaking it off with his teeth. “Mom always makes it extra crispy.”
     
    “You like it crispy, Johnny?” Her mom asks, finally sitting down at the table to enjoy her breakfast, too.
     
    “Yes, ma’am.” He says, nodding his head as he picks up his fork and digs into his second home cooked meal in 24 hours. “You got any ketchup?”
     
      They eat, the conversation lacking as they fill their bellies but the silence not at all unwelcome as the morning birds sing just outside the kitchen window.
     
    “What’s that?” Amber whispers as she hears scratching coming from the front porch. “It sounds like someone is walking up our front steps.”
     
    “The mailman’s never come this early before.” Amber’s father says, gently putting down his fork before attempting to get up from his chair.
     
    “No, sit down.” Johnny says quickly, eyeing the door as they hear the lid of the mailbox squeak.
     
    “Johnny, be careful…” Amber whispers to him quietly as she watches him get up from his seat and quickly make his way into the living room.
     
      He bends over, pulling his black duffle bag out from under the coffee table before pulling the zipper open and throwing back the flap.
     
    “Oh my, God!” Amber’s mother yelps, the guns gleaming in the morning sunlight pouring through the windows, before bringing her hands up to cover her mouth as Amber shushes her.
     
      They all watch, holding their breathes as Johnny slowly makes his way over to the front door, gun drawn, and peaks outside.
     
      He looks back after not seeing anyone and shakes his head quietly before reaching out to grip the doorknob.
     
      Johnny turns the knob before pulling the door open and stepping outside. He looks to the right and then to the left before lifting the lid to the mailbox and pulling out a small, folded note.
     
    “Someone has a message for you.”