Page 105 of Merciless Obsession
“Ah, your woman, huh? I’m happy to see you finally settling down.”
Ezra’s arm went around me. “Me too.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek.
“Well come, come. Your parents are in the family room.” She turned and headed down the long hallway.
My eyes widened, taking in the high ceilings. This house was huge and seemed to go on forever.
“Mr. and Mrs. Tavarez, you have guests,” Macy announced when we appeared in front of his parents. They looked to be mid-conversation but stopped and turned our way.
“The sky must be falling if we’re seeing our son this many times,” his mom mentioned.
Ezra laughed and walked forward, stopping in front of her and bending to kiss her cheek.
“I’ll grab some refreshments,” Macy said, turning to leave.
“You look tired, hijo? Are you sleeping okay?” his mom asked.
“I’ve been busy at work.”
She scoffed. “Just like your father, a workaholic. You need to take better care of yourself.”
At the mention of him, I turned my attention to Dominic who was staring directly at me, his face giving nothing away.
From the outside looking in, Ezra’s parents were a power couple. Dominic, a respectable retired judge who helped keep the city safe and his wife, the stay at home mom who kept the house together. I’d seen interviews and Dominic alwaysmentioned his wife was his anchor that kept his ship afloat. Together they raised well rounded, successful kids.
“I’ll do better, Mama. But that’s not why I’m here.” Ezra turned to me. “C’mere, Bumblebee!” he called out.
I snapped my eyes to him and slowly walked toward his outstretched hand.
“You wanted to meet the woman in my life, well, here she is. My future wife, Ziora.”
Now his mom was looking at me too. “My mom Nora and my father Dominic.”
A coy smile formed on my face. “Nice to meet you both.”
His mom’s eyes peered into me, studying me intensely like only a mother could. “My son seems quite taken by you. It’s not often we see that.”
I found that hard to believe. Ezra locked on something and didn’t let it go. “He didn’t really give me a choice.”
Ezra smirked. “When I know something’s meant to be mine, I go for it until I get it.”
“Now Ezra, I’ve told you and your brothers, women are not objects.” Nora hit his arm.
He chuckled. “She knows what she is to me. Isn’t that right, Bumblebee?”
My eyes cut in his direction then went back to Dominic who had yet to say a word.
“Sit down, both of you.” Ezra led me to the loveseat next to the chair his dad was sitting in. “So, Ziora, from what I understand, you’re into computers like my son Emmet. You even run a blog, correct?”
By the way Nora was watching me I could tell she wasn’t making friendly conversation. Her tone was accusing and protective.
“Yes I do, along with other things.”
“Mhm.” Her legs crossed.
“You had a lot to say about our family as well.” Those words came from his father, his voice smooth, yet firm.
My spine straightened and I twisted to face him. “Yes, well, that’s when I thought you were the bad guys.”
