Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(109)



“Well, let’s just say that woman wanted something that belongs to you.”

“Belongs to me?”

“Yeah.”

“What is it she wants? Apart from my handsome body, I can’t think of a reason anyone would want to sleep with me,” Hunter asked Max shrewdly. “Unless she wants my money, but then why did she disappear before I even woke up?”

Oh, so that’s how it was, Max thought, snickering. His cousin must have been so embarrassed with the whole sperm exchange situation that she had to flee the scene before Anton woke up. Max shook his head and laughed. Typical of his cousin.

“What are you laughing at?” Hunter growled, irritated when Max wouldn’t answer his question.

“Nothing.” Max grinned. And then to change the subject, he said, “Man, all that running has really used all my energy reserves.” Then he picked up his Big Mac and started munching on it.

“Hey, kid, you hear me?” Hunter said, getting angrier. “I’m talking to you here.”

“I know. I’m so hungry that I need to eat first. Otherwise, I can’t concentrate.”

Hunter waited for Max to finish swallowing his burger before asking him again. “I want to find my mysterious goddess,” he said. “Where is she? And more importantly, who is she?”

“Mysterious goddess?” Max asked, confused. “Who’s your mysterious goddess?”

“The woman!” Hunter slammed his fist on the table to intimidate the smaller boy, but all Max did was give him a sour face, sure Hunter had gone berserk.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, big bro,” Max said, brushing aside the subject, then took another bite of his burger.

Hunter wanted to slam the table again, but he didn’t want to hurt his hand again.

“I’m referring to the woman who was in that room that night you pushed me through that door,” Hunter said, exasperated.

“Urgh…” Max didn’t know how to reply to Hunter. Clarice was already angry with him for interfering with her life. He didn’t know if he should answer Hunter’s question or not. Instead, he took a sip of his ice-cold Coke to calm himself first, then answered, “Even if I tell you who she is, you still wouldn’t know her.”

“I don’t care. I can get to know her after you tell me who she is. I’m dying here. I want to see her again.”

“You like her or something?”

“I… I don’t know. But I want to see her again,” Hunter confessed.

“Really?” Max asked. “You looked really stressed out, big bro. Did this woman really affect you that much?”

“I guess so,” Hunter said, suddenly exhausted. Truth be told, he wasn’t sure if his mysterious goddess was the one that contributed to his sulky feelings right now. He believed it was the avocado that had caused him this infliction.

“Look, I gotta hurry,” Max said, getting up. “I gotta pick my cousin up at the hospital. She’s not well.”

“Look, kid,” Hunter pleaded. “Can’t you just give me a na—”

“It’s Max,” Max said, getting a little irritated that Hunter kept calling him kid.

“You mean her name is Max?” Hunter said, sitting up straight. “Does that stand for Maxine or something?”

“No, I mean my name is Max. Maximillian Mason. So call me Max, not kid from—”

“What did you say your last name is?” Hunter shot up from his seat, piqued upon hearing Max’s last name.

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