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Chapter 11

Maverick p.o.v

The plane ride home felt like an eternity, i'm sure it was worse for my pilot and the flight attendants though with how much i was bugging
them.

I needed to see Paisley. It's been a week. This is the longest i've been away from her in a while and it always has my stomach turning with unease, it didn't help that she hasn't answered my texts from yesterday and today. I have a man watching her though and he said everything seemed fine she was staying the night with her cousin but she didn't pack anything so there wasn't anything to worry about.

i pulled up to her house and everything looked normal... like it did before, her mothers car wasn't in the driveway and her light was on in her room. I get out and walk to the door knocking on it, I am wrecked with nerves just wanting to see my baby again after so long. I hear someone walking to the door and opening it, i am ready to let out a breath and and pull my love into my arms until i am met with the scowling face of who i presume to be her mother.

I hesitate. Paisley and i hadn't spoken about whether she wanted me to meet her mother yet or not.

"Hello ma'am is Paisley home?" I try not to let my nerves seep into my voice. Paisley's mother looks nothing like her, standing at 5'9 with a confident stance and a hard glare. Her hair is short to her shoulders and its a light brown colour, her face is aged but still fairly beautiful and her eyes are a piercing grey.

"You'd like to speak to my daughter?" She questions me with a grimace, "What for?"

Again i hesitate.

"I just want to make sure she's alright." I try not to frown at my shitty excuse.

"She's fine i assure you." She insists. "How did you meet Paisley? She never did mention." She asks me.

Paisley told her mother about me already?

"Um a coffee shop." I quickly. "Are you sure i can't see her?" I look in the house behind her, everything seems normal, just... empty.

"I have to be honest son, you seem too normal to be a pedophile. I just can't wrap my head around it." She says it so casually i almost laugh with her when she starts to crack up. I don't know what shocked me more, the 'son' or the 'pedophile' what on earth did Paisley tell her?

"W-What?" I say this entire situation catching me insanely off guard.

"I'm not a pedo-" I try and defend myself but she isn't having it.

"Tell that to my daughter who turned 17, three months ago." She grits out, i can tell she is starting to get angry but she is keeping her composure.

"I don't know what you're insinuating but your daughter and i have never-" She cuts me off again.

"Hmm? You've never had sex with my underage daughter?" Her voice is filled with venom and i can't help but wince. "Then why did i find her sobbing on the floor, having the worst panic attack i've ever seen her have because she thought she was pregnant."

My mind goes blank at that word.

pregnant?

I force the tears down so i don't end up crying in front of her mother, that is something only my love should see.

"Please please ma'am i'm begging you, let me see her." My desperation seeps into my voice but i keep it steady.

"Out of panic she told me about the 'father' of her child." She put air quotes around father but the sentence makes my heart swell with happiness.

"A 22 year old man." Her voice sounds deadly, and i shift my weight to my other foot. This is one threatening fucking woman, i have no idea how Paisley could ever be comfortable around her.

I don't say anything, I look down. She probably assumes it's in shame but i don't want her to see my smirk about the news of my impending fatherhood.

"Here is what is going to happen." She takes a deep breath her voice going back to her emotionless tone. "You are going to forget this ever happened and you are going to stay away from me and this house-" This time i cut her off.

"I want to be apart of my kids life, look i know it's not exactly right but... the age of consent here is 16 and i'm in love with you daughter i want to marry her." I tell her mother honestly, i need to see her. Is it too early for her to have a pregnancy glow?

"Do you know what a false positive is young man?" She asks me. My eyes snap to hers and this time i can't help that my eyes get cloudy with tears, i try to act annoyed and rub my eyes but i think she knew what i was doing.

"Yes." I grit out.

"It was the thing that saved my daughters life." She says making me glare at the ground. "She's not here right now. I don't know when she'll be back. She's with her father." She spits out the last part with distaste.

"What?" I say disbelievingly.

"Son. You are going to forget about Paisley. Or i am going to call my Nephew who works in the FBI." She says, "I'm sure you didn't mean any harm but Paisley is a delicate girl and she can't handle the stress you'll give her. She nearly had to stay in the hospital because of her first panic attack when she found out let alone in the days leading up to finding out it was negative."

I wince once again at the mention of what could've been. Our baby.

I can't help but feel defeated. I turn around and walk to my car sitting in it not driving away yet. She was with her father? Who was her father? How am i going to find my love again?