Scotty leaned back in his seat and looked at her with a pained expression. "No. I'm not like them." The muscles in his cheeks clenched. "You're not the only person who was hurt. All this time I felt as if you were using the baby to hurt me. Because you didn't make any attempt to tell anyone news about the baby. How is that fair?"
Vanessa shook her head. "I thought you knew about the baby and you didn't care-"
"That's your justification for not telling Phonso or Miss Gloria or the others?"
Vanessa pulled her hand from his grip and climbed out of the car on shaky legs, slamming the door behind her.
Scotty closed his eyes and bounced his head off the headrest of the car.
Fuck!
He hadn't meant to tell her about his hurt and he hadn't understood her misunderstanding. Damnit! Scotty pulled the key from the ignition, climbed out of the car and followed Vanessa to the house where her friend Charisma was standing in the doorway, evidently watching their argument.
"Vanessa."