Something about the way she looked at Uncle Johnny worried him, though...
Rio leaned his head back against the bed frame and sighed. "At least you have a mom," he said softly.
Hell, it was kind of arousing...
Haley gasped, tensing as she spun around. "No!" she said horrified. "I can't believe I ever did that! No more painting people!" She saw his teasing grin and arched her brow. "Although..." she trailed off as she studied his angles.
Johnny slightly flexed his muscles, pleased to see her gaze turn from detached artist to smoldering lover. "Maybe I'll paint you naked," he told her. "Get over here and let me plan my portrait."
"Hello?" he answered groggily. She could almost see him reaching for his glasses so that he could see. He paused when she didn't say anything, breathing out a big sigh. "Maritza?"
She heard rustling in the bed and imagined him scooting up to a sitting position. "Martiza..." he said plaintively, preparing to debate it with her.
"Don't make this harder than it has to be, Charles. I'll... I'll tell Darryl you said happy birthday." She hung up before he could respond.
"So? Where's Charles today? Working?" Haley asked, oblivious to Maritza's distress.
"Mom!" Darryl clapped with delight.
Maritza glanced away from Haley towards her son and felt her heart clutch. What if she'd never had Darryl?
"Oh plumbbob," she whispered shakily. "I think I made an awful mistake..." She stood up, glancing back at Haley. "Will you watch Darryl for me?" she asked in a rush.
"Yeah, of course!" Haley said. "Wait, Maritza!" she called. "Are you sure you're okay?!"
Maritza was already heading for the door.
Jason scoffed and folded his arms across his chest. "Oh yeah? What?"
Rio told him his plan.
She shifted onto her side and gazed up at the ceiling. "And Rachel won't return any my phone calls. Has she called you back?" she asked, anxiously.
Johnny shook his head.
Haley blew out her breath. "She's never stayed this mad before! I'm worried about her!"
But still, he felt uneasy with his half-sister's radio silence. He'd seen too many things over the course of his police career.
He couldn't help but think about when his girlfriend, Mackenzie Foster, had gone missing. It was like she'd evaporated in thin air. He'd gone undercover for over a year as he tried to find out if crime boss, Big Louie, had been responsible for her disappearance. He'd found plenty to evidence to put Big Louie and his cronies away for a long time, but nothing about Mack. If something happened to Rachel...
He was lost deep in thought when he heard Haley sniffle. "Maybe we're being selfish! Maybe we shouldn't have gotten together..."
Haley's lips parted. "I love you, too, Johnny!"
"Come on, guys," he said testily.
Vita clapped her hands with excitement. "Perfect! Spin the bottle! Do you guys have a bottle?"
Rio frowned, "Downstairs at the bar, but..." he trailed off. But he didn't want to wake any adults.
"You did that on purpose!" Nadine teased her cousin.
Nadine smothered her giggling as Rio kissed her.
Jason glanced back towards Vita and shrugged. "Do you want..."