“Why not?” I asked. It seemed odd for Marco to be upset that Greer was here. She was Apollo’s wife, after all.

Greer shrugged. “God knows. He’s as moody and grumpy as Leo. I’ve dealt with him for years, and now, Marco is taking over in every aspect of the word.”

“I haven’t heard any nice things about Leo. I’m kind of scared to meet him.”

Greer laughed loudly. “Oh, honey. You and the whole world is afraid to meet him. He didn’t get the reputation that he has by being all sugar and sweet.” She pointed her finger at me. “Speaking of, did you tell me to go and do mafia stuff?”

I shrugged and leaned against the bedframe. “I mean, I might have said that.”

Greer shook her head and smiled. “Leo would have shit himself if you would have said that to him.”

I made a mental note to never say that to Leo. “So Marco isn’t happy you are here, but that doesn’t mean you’re going to have to leave, does it?”

Greer smirked. “Negative. I’m not leaving until Apollo does.”

I tapped my finger to my chin. “So if you can be here, maybe we can see if other people can visit.” I got that I had to stay here because of Meeks, but did that mean no one else was able to be here? Greer sitting on my bed proved that theory wrong.

“What are you thinking?” Greer asked.

I pursed my lips. “If I end up being here for a while, maybe we could see about having the women from the Devil’s Knights come for a dinner or something.”

“Oh, Lord,” Greer laughed. “I just pictured Marco’s head exploding with having his mom, Meg, and Cyn in the house.”

“They’ve never been here before?” I asked.

Greer shook her head. “Not that I know of. This place if kind of a secret. I’ve hung out with Meg and the girls a couple of times before, but it’s always at the clubhouse.”

“I mean, this place is more than big enough for a girls’ night, right?” Hell, I could have everyone hangout in my room, and we would have more than enough space.

Greer nodded to the TV. “Are you watching Golden Girls?”

I nodded and pushed off the bed post. “Uh, yeah. It’s kind of my comfort show. I put it on all the time even if I’m not really watching.”

“We could have girls’ night in the media room and watch Dorothy and the girls on the big screen.”

A giggle escaped my lips. “This is a pretty big screen to me, but you’re right. The media room TV is huge.”

“You’ve been down there?” she asked, surprised.

I nodded. “Uh, yeah. Marco showed it to me last night.”

“Oh, Apollo told me you were refusing to come out of your room.”

I rolled my eyes. “Things are a little confusing for me right now. Marco and Apollo don’t really understand that.”

Greer nodded. “I got you, girl. I was given the condensed version of what is going on without a ton of details because, according to Apollo, I don’t need to know.” She rolled her eyes and flopped back on the bed. “Excuse me for making myself at home. I was up at the butt crack of dawn getting things set up for the kids while I’m gone and could totally use a nap.”

“Well, I wasn’t doing anything but watching Golden Girls. Kickback and you can watch with me.”

“Did we just become friends?” Greer laughed.

I hopped into the other side of the bed and perched on a few pillows. My back had been hurting when I woke up, and this was the only comfortable position I could get in. “I mean, yeah?”

Greer shimmied up to the top of the bed and laid her head on a pillow. “Good. I was afraid things would be awkward or something when I knocked on the door. It’s nice to have another woman in the house. Bristol and I are pretty close, but she still is a bit reserved with me.”

“I met her and her amazing cooking last night.” My mouth watered at the thought of her amazing bananas foster.

“Girl,” Greer drawled. “The first thing I did when I got here was give Apollo a kiss, and then I beelined to the kitchen to see what Bristol had in the oven.”

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