MAX'S POV
"When are you planning to give me a grandchild?"
I heard my mother screaming in the living room.
Taking a deep breath, I struggled with the temptation to just turn around and head in the opposite direction. Aaliyah sat stiffly beside her on the couch, her fists tightly balled together in front of her in her lap.
I threw my blazer across the couch and unfastened the tie. "Mom, this is not the time for this."
"Then when is the time, Max?" She crossed her arms tightly over her chest, scowling. "It's almost four years, Max. Four whole years of marriage, and no grandbaby from you yet! What are you waiting for?"
I massaged my tired eyes. "That should be a decision between Aaliyah and i. It shouldn't be any of your business. "
She tightened her pearls to her neck
