𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

34 | Minimal Effort, Maximum Reward

TOM
  

I'll be honest, being in a car without a police Marshall tailing me like last time made me drive like I was racing on a track in Monaco or something. It was foot to the floor, pedal to the metal, fast and furious levels of driving; I'm surprised Y/N didn't yell at me to slow down like she usually did when I was driving.

I think she let me drive like a fucking maniac tonight for two specific reasons:
1) I haven't driven like this since before jail
2) She wanted her hair dried in the wind

Pulling up to Haz's house, their security guard Matìz let me drive through the gate when he saw us through the cameras. I pulled up next to him and gave him a handshake out the window when he gave us both a huge beaming smile. I gave him a handshake when he ran up to the side of the car, excited to see me in the flesh since getting out of prison.

"S'app'nin Dutch? Oh my days you be looking' fly as hell man! You got me out 'ere thinking opps would put you in a spliff," He joked, his infectious and ridiculous sounding laugh roaring from his belly.

"Nah my mandem's got me aye," I laughed back, matching his vocabulary and sounding like a fucking roadman whilst doing so.

"And I see your gyal is back looking peng?! Alright, I see you bruv, on a big man ting huh? Killing the game innit?" he grinned, looking behind me and waving at Y/N in the passenger seat.

There's no doubt in my mind that she has no clue about what Matìz and I are saying right now. I told him I'd see him later and catch up before we drove up the driveway up to the house to see people who could speak proper English; Haz and Robyn.

Maybe baby Oliver could speak more cohesively than Matìz... and he's like a month old or something.

"Do you want to explain that whole... thing back there?" Y/N laughed at me, never hearing me have a chat in that way.

"You mean Matìz? Yeah he's wild, he'd shoot a mother fucker without question, best security I swear," I laughed back.

"What language were you even speaking? I've never heard you talk like that," she said giggling at how stupid I probably sounded.

"He was just saying he was surprised I made it out of jail alive and that my mates have my back and now you're back with me too and you're looking hot and yeah, just roadman slang you know?" I shrugged, getting out of the car and putting my hands in my jacket pockets.

She looped her arm around mine and snuggled into my side as we walked up to the front door, knocking loudly for Haz and Robyn to hear us. Knowing them, they're probably inside their huge mansion having extravagant sex too loudly to hear us. But, Haz opened the door fully clothed with wet hair freshly washed from a shower I presumed.

"You guys came at such a good time, we thought we could squeeze a quickie in before you both arrived and fuck, I forgot how fast you drive man!" Haz said pulling me into a large hug as he laughed.

"We assumed you'd have restored your sex life after the little man was born," Y/N laughed, giving Haz a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek as we entered their home.

"Restored? Love, let me just say, it never went away. Pregnant or not pregnant, our sex life isn't leaving any time soon," Haz taunted as Y/N and I followed him into one of their living rooms.

Robyn was curled up in a blanket, wearing undoubtedly expensive pajamas and Christian Dior slippers. For a new mother, she looked great with barely a hair out of place. Honestly, I don't know what type of blessing that woman has, but she always looks effortlessly well put together.

"Oh my gosh, hello! I missed you guys so much, I was so delusional from the drugs in the hospital I barely even remember seeing you both!" Robyn said slowly getting up from the couch and hugging Y/N whilst rocking from side to side.

I know that whilst I was in incarcerated, Y/N met with Haz multiple times to figure out how to free me, but I wasn't sure how often she saw Robyn if at all. I know how close they were when I dated Y/N previously so it's good to see how excited they were to see each other again.

"Where's my favourite nephew?" I chuckled, seeing that Haz and Robyn were on the couch alone.

"Our nanny left about an hour ago after putting him to bed, he's upstairs in his cot," Robyn smiled.

"Is he sleeping throughout the night yet?" Y/N asked, which wasn't even a question I would have thought of myself. I know nothing about babies. Are they not supposed to sleep all night or something?

Robyn nodded and then shook her head a little, explaining that the baby often only woke up once each night but many nights he wouldn't wake up until the morning. Again, another reason as to why Robyn has the blessing of a perfectly effortless life. Of course she has an easy baby.

But as if the little man could hear us, he cried on cue just as we were talking about how quiet he was. I smiled as Haz rolled his eyes.

"Speak of the devil," Robyn chuckled, telling us that he was most likely hungry and jiggled her boobs with her hands to signal that baby Oliver would probably want some milk.

Haz gave me a look as she walked up the stairs; a look as if to say 'did you notice how big her tits have gotten?' which yes, I had definitely picked up on. I nodded, gave him a thumbs up and we both burst into laughter. Y/N standing across from us, simply glared at Haz and I for being immature but seriously, post-pregnancy boobs are pretty great. As a man. Not as a woman. I'd hate to have heaps of heavy ass milk in my chest.

"Harrison!" Robyn screamed from upstairs, making Haz call out a half assed 'yeah?' in response. There was no further words yelled back, causing Haz to run upstairs and me to grab Y/N closely as we watched.

Something isn't right.