I don't know a gorgeous woman when I see one.”
Vance chuckles.
“Really, Vance. If you want it to work, I'm sure you can do it,” Maggie says.
“Listen, I already got into trouble at work because of that picture. Imagine if we start dating for real, I'd be fired in no time. I can't be in the public eye like that. It'd make me a walking target,” Vance replies wearily. He’s tired of this conversation already.
“You just want to be alone for the rest of your life, don't you? And God forbid your friends don't approve, is that what the problem is? They don't like Melina?” Maggie snaps. His mom loves the guys, but sometimes they get on her nerves.
“No, the guys love Melina, surprisingly. Dayne is especially fond of her.”
“Wow, and he's the hardest to win over, good for her,” Xander says in awe.
“I just don't see...” Maggie starts.
“Mom, just stop, please, you're beating a dead horse.” Vance sighs, his eyes pleading for her to just let it go.
Maggie huffs but doesn't say anything else, thank God. Vance finishes his food in silence while his parents and brother engage in another conversation.
Vance and Xander are cleaning up after dinner as usual when the doorbell rings. Vance and Xander exchange a bewildered look because they aren't expecting anyone else. Val answers the door and Vance can hear excited chatter but can't make out who it is. Maggie then walks into the kitchen with a stupid grin on her face.
“Vance, honey, you have a visitor,” she chirps excitedly.
Vance frowns, having no idea who showed up at his parents’ house looking for him. His friends all know where he is, and if they need him, they would just call. Vance dries his hands on a dishtowel then heads out into the living room.
The sight before him nearly stops his heart. Melina is standing in the foyer, her hands clasped together and hanging down in front of her, her long dark hair is down and loosely curled. She has a genuine smile on her face and her bright green eyes dance with excitement as she speaks to his father. And she looks so normal - totally not famous - in her jean shorts, tank top, and flip-flops. But there is a subtle tightness in her face that makes him uneasy.
Vance shakes his head to clear it. What the hell is she doing here, at his parents’ house, talking to his dad? This is totally unacceptable.
Melina's eyes flick to his and her smile widens. “Vance!” she says brightly and starts for him. As she gets closer, he can tell that her cheerfulness is a complete front.
She also seems completely oblivious to the fact that he is pissed at her because when she stops in front of him, she grabs his face and places a soft kiss on his mouth. Vance has to stifle a groan, damn he’s missed her kisses. His mind suddenly flashes back to Melina doing a dance routine with his nieces in his parents’ living room and his heart begins to race.
No. That never happened, he reminds himself.
Vance quickly takes her by the arm and leads her out the front door before anyone can say anything. When he spins her around to look at him, she is frowning. Good, maybe now she understands that he isn't at all happy that she is here.
“What are you doing here, Melina?” Vance snaps.
Melina gapes at him for a moment before answering, “You haven’t been taking my calls.”
“So that means what? You show up at my parents’ house? You know I can’t see you! My reputation at work has been damaged enough. Don’t you get it?” Vance yells, not really expecting any answers. “Who told you where I was anyway?” he starts asking again. This time he waits for a response, but he has a feeling he already knows.
“Dayne. He said that you'd be here most of the night and that I should be able to catch you,” Melina replies softly.
“That motherfucker,” Vance bites out through clenched teeth as he rakes a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe you tracked me down at my parents’. Isn’t that a little
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