Kade

by Dawn Martens

  Kade looks at me as if I’m being silly. “She doesn’t want me, Nikki, she’s just trying to look out for me.”

  Yeah, sure, tell yourself that. I swear! I’m not going to let this ruin our first night as a couple.

  “Ready to go to the movie?” I ask, smiling up at him once we finish our dessert.

  “I’m sorry, Nikki, I’m gonna take you home, okay? I better go check on her; she’s all alone in that house. Rain check on the movie.”

  “Okay,” I mumble in return. Fuck. Ashley is good. I wonder if she’s going to do this our whole relationship.

  “I know she can be a bit much, but she’s like family to me. I would really love it if you two could get along. For me,” Kade says, his blue eyes pleading with mine.

  I grunt noncommittally. Not gonna happen.

  He gives me a long suffering sigh. “Come on, gorgeous, let’s get out of here.”

  “You might need to roll me home,” I groan. I’m almost in a food coma. Kade grins cheekily, before lifting me up in his arms, and carrying me to the car.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Kade and I have been dating for a week now. We told Layla a few days ago, and she was practically jumping for joy. Good grief. After Ashley called Kade away the night of our first date, I don’t really hear much from her, not that she would talk to me, but she comes over often enough. I even ask Kade if he has heard from her at all, and he says she isn’t taking his calls. Today he's going over to talk to her while I go over to Layla’s to keep her company, and of course, to start the planning of a baby shower.

  As we’re talking baby stuff, she starts talking to her stomach.

  “Hi there, Tyson, can you stop kicking my bladder, please?” she says in a baby voice.

  “Wait, Tyson? Wasn’t it something different the other day?” I swear, every time I talk to her she’s changing the baby’s name.

  “Yeah, but today I like Tyson,” she says with a small grin.

  “Have you thought of any girl names?” I ask.

  “Chase has, but I know this one is a boy. We can’t agree on any girls names. Plus, with the amount of women he’s been with, it’s hard finding a girl’s name. Every time I say one that I like, he goes quiet, which means he’s banged someone with that name.” She makes a face, scrunching up her nose.

  She picks up her cookies that are on the coffee table and starts munching.

  “Anyways, how are things with Kade?” she asks, waggling her eyebrows.

  “Good, actually. Only problem we seem to have is Ashley. She was pissed when she found out Kade and I are dating. Now she’s giving him the silent treatment.”

  “That girl. Kade is so blind when it comes to her,” Layla grumbles, stuffing another cookie in her mouth.

  “Yep, that he is. Chase told her to get out that night. I’m pretty sure he meant for her to never come back, didn’t he?” I ask Layla.

  “Yeah, he did, why? Has she been over?” she asks, her brows furrowed.

  “All the damn time! Well, except since she found out about Kade and me.” I pause. “This all feels familiar to me,” I say quietly.

  Layla stops eating and turns to look at me. “He's not Ben, Nikki.”

  “Think about it. Kade is friends with Ashley, Ben was ‘friends’ with Amanda. Both Kade and Ben were relentless in their pursuit to get me.”

  “Yes, but Nikki, the difference with Kade is he really is only friends with Ashley. And he’s a good guy. Hurting you would hurt me, and we both know if he hurt me, Chase would kill him.” Layla smiles cheekily.

  That does give me some food for thought.

  Layla and I decide to go out and grab something to eat. I send Kade a text telling him I’ll see him at home in a couple of hours.

  ******

  Layla and I close my car door, laughing. We just finished a day of shopping. Layla bought gorgeous baby clothes, and I bought some lingerie. I lock my door when James walks up to us suddenly. He kisses Layla on the cheek, and offers to carry her bags. Layla hands them over without a word. James walks over to me, gives me a lopsided grin, and takes my handbag and the few bags I have in my hands. I’m instantly suspicious. Before I have time to ask him why he's acting weird, he bolts into the house, and closes the door. Layla and I glance at each other, wide eyed. It’s then that I see Kade, sitting on the fence, with the hugest grin on his face. He jumps down, landing steadily on his feet. His chest is bare; he's only wearing a pair of snug worn jeans, riding low on his delectable hips. Then I notice the huge water gun in his hands. Oh, hell. I run to the front door to find it locked. That bastard James! I glance longingly at my car, but James took my handbag with my keys in it. That sneak! Kade runs up to me with the water gun and starts spraying me, getting me saturated.

  “Kade!” I yell, running away from him, only to get chased and squirted even more. I see Layla sitting on the hood of my car chuckling. So not funny! Where is the backup? This is what I’m thinking when I get taken to the ground, and squirted some more.

  “You look fucking hot wet,” he murmurs in my ear. When Kade is done with me, I am soaked. He gives me a deep long kiss before he jumps up and goes after Layla.

  “Now, Layla, you’re pregnant so you can’t run,” he says gleefully. He fights dirty! Layla squeals as she too gets squirted, Kade lifting her in his arms playfully.

  James walks out, not looking sorry at all. Instead, he's holding the new green thong I had bought earlier at the mall.

  “James!” I gasp out.

  Kade looks over and grins. “Wear that tonight, Nikki!” he yells out, eyes on the underwear.

  I exhale deeply. There will so be revenge over this. I stomp into the house, grabbing my thong off a chuckling James on the way. They are such kids sometimes!

  "I'm so going to get you boys back for this!" I threaten.

  Later on, Kade and I are curled up watching ‘The Hangover’ when I finally ask him, "So, how did today go with Ashley?"

  "Good, she said she'll lay off of us. Don’t worry about it, Nikki,” he tells me.

  "It's pretty stupid for her to be so worked up over us being together," I grumble and turn back to the movie.

  "She's just looking out for me, Nikki. It's no big deal." I'm not in a mood for a fight so I just grunt and change the topic.

  “Wanna fuck?”

  *******

  I’m waiting for Kade to get home from work. I’ve got a huge bucket filled with water balloons, all ready to go. I’m wearing my green bikini and my red Havaianas thongs; it looks like I’m going to the beach, not a revenge mission, but the bikini serves two purposes. One- distract Kade, and two- I am most probably going to end up wet. About ten minutes later his Hummer pulls up, and I walk out from my hiding spot, pick up two water balloons and fling them at him. The first one hit his car, causing me to flinch. I love that car. The second one hits Kade on the shoulder. I burst out laughing. I can hear Kade chuckle.

  “You want to play, do you?” he rumbles.

  I shiver. Oh boy, do I? I pick up the balloons consecutively throwing as many as I can at him before he can reach me, which turns out to be about five seconds. He flings me over his shoulder, causing me to squeal.

  “Spitfire,” he hisses.

  I can’t help but feel satisfied to feel his shirt wet; at least I got him a few times. Kade carries me into the house and straight into the shower. He bends down, taking off my thongs one by one. My heart melts. It only lasts a moment because he stands up and says through clenched teeth, “You were standing out the front of our house, dressed like this?”

  I shrug innocently. Kade slaps my ass before turning the shower on. He strips down and I gulp, staring down at his aroused penis. He is fucking huge. I’ve had my fair share of men, but Kade is by far the biggest in length and width. I’ve never told him because I really don’t think he needs the ego boost.

  “Like what you see?” he asks in an amused tone. See what I mean? His ego is big enough as
it is. “Hmm,” he purrs, as he removes my bikini top with one pull. His gaze zooms in on my breasts. “Like red candy,” he murmurs, taking one into his mouth, sucking gently. I squirm. The man seriously knows what he is doing. I hope James doesn’t come home because it’s not long before I’m screaming Kade’s name.

  ******

  Tonight we're having a party for Kade’s birthday. We invited all of our friends although Ryder declined, for obvious reasons. We’re all setting up when Ashley comes sauntering in. Just great. I didn’t invite her, so Kade obviously did. When she sees me she gives me a dirty look, which I purposely ignore.

  I’m hanging out with Derek, while Kade is chatting with Ashley. I see her hand him an envelope, and when he opens it he smiles and gives her a hug. I see him look around, and when he finds me he calls out “Hey, Nikki, I hope you don’t have any plans this weekend because we’re going to Bali!”

  I blink. She bought him tickets for us to go to Bali? Why do I doubt that? When Ashley’s face drops and she hisses something at Kade, my eyebrows raise in understanding. Ashley bought two tickets for Kade, thinking he would take her because she was the one who bought the tickets. Ashley storms out, leaving Kade looking extremely confused. He's so blind. I bet if she declared her undying love to his face he still wouldn’t believe it. Kade slowly walks over to me and hands me the tickets.

  “Start packing,” he says with a grin. “I’m gonna go and talk to Ashley. I have no idea what got her so upset.” I roll my eyes.

  About ten minutes later Kade and Ashley walk back in. I guess he was able to sweet talk her into forgiving him.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Kade and I are on our way to Bali, just for the weekend. The hotel is absolutely gorgeous, and I love it. Our room is all decorated in dark wood and white walls. The bed is a piece of art, huge with intricate carvings on the headboard. I smirk at Kade when my eyes land on the rose petals spread out in a love heart on the white bed sheets. We open our suitcases, and then change into our swimwear so we can head out and explore.

  Kade and I are sun baking on the beach, a tropical drink in our hands.

  This is the life.

  “Time for more sunscreen,” he says, putting his drink down, and pulling out the bottle.

  “Roll over, beautiful.”

  I roll over and he starts lathering the lotion on my back. It feels so good that I can’t help the small throaty moan that escapes me. Kade slaps my ass. “Behave,” he says with a chuckle.

  “Okay, done,” he says, so I roll to my front and he puts the lotion on my arms legs and stomach. I’m wearing my new royal blue bikini, my red thongs, and my favorite oversized sunglasses. Kade is wearing a pair of board shorts, his toned chest bare for all to see. I find myself sighing in appreciation. I don’t think I'll ever get sick of the view.

  “Like what you see?” comes an amused rumble.

  “You know I do,” I say frankly.

  “Get up, Nikki. Now,” he demands, and I know he wants me again. We have done nothing but make love, eat, and lounge on the beach since we got here. I really don’t want to leave tomorrow.

  When I apparently take too long, Kade scoops up all my stuff, downs my drink, and takes my hand pulling me up. We rush hand in hand into our hotel, and up to our room. As soon as the door is closed, Kade is on me. He roughly pushes me against the door, and pulls my bikini top off, staring at my breasts. Instead of kissing me on my mouth, he goes straight for my breasts, sucking on each nipple in turn. I moan, wanting him inside me so bad I can hardly wait. Kade undoes the tie on the bottom of my bikini, rubbing the top of my clit. I’m so wet. He lifts me up, and slides into me in one hard motion. My back bangs up against the door with the force of his thrust. Kade slides in and out of me, gripping my hips with his fingers. When he bites down on my shoulder I erupt, my thighs shaking, my head lifting back against the door. When I come down from my release, Kade carries me to the bed, still inside me, and makes love to me there. Afterwards we move to the shower. The steam feels so good, it seems to revive my want for more.

  After the shower, Kade drags me to the couch, and we fall down together, still wet. He looks at me with heat in his eyes. He wants more, and so do I. I give him a sly cheeky grin, and with that, he takes my hand, and places it on his hard cock. I wrap my fingers around him, whilst he pushes two fingers inside of me, moving them in and out. He moans loudly after only a few strokes. Pushing him so he's laying flat on his back, I straddle him, putting on a condom before I take him inside of me again. I love how deep he feels as he tilts his hips up, and I come down hard on him, hitting that sweet spot deep inside of me as I ride him to ecstasy. He screams with pleasure, and then we collapse in a moment of bliss.

  After the couch we head to the balcony.

  Then to the bed for the rest of the night.

  The next morning I'm deliciously sore. Kade and I do a little shopping, have lunch, and then head to the airport. I feel so relaxed. I sigh in contentment leaning on Kade’s shoulder on the flight. When we land in Perth; I groan.

  Back to reality.

  Chapter Twenty

  I’ve been hearing around the grapevine about this bar that is supposed to be amazing. Apparently the bar doesn’t even have board with a name or anything. When I describe the place to Kade, and tell him the street it’s on, he tenses instantly.

  “How about we go check out that new bar in the city instead?” he asks nonchalantly. A little too nonchalantly.

  “What’s wrong with Rave?” I ask curiously. Apparently that’s what the bar is unofficially called. He ignores me, and rattles on, naming other bars we could check out.

  “No, Kade, I haven’t been to this one, I want to go!” I say stubbornly. Him not wanting me to go there is making me want to go even more.

  Kade groans, but reluctantly relents. I dress in a red bustier top, a pair of black jeans, and my favorite black boots. I skip my usual make up regime, and just apply some wispy false lashes, a dash of eyeliner, and some gloss. I don’t even bother to do anything with my hair; just leave it wild and loose.

  “You ready?” I ask as I walk out of the bathroom. Kade whistles and compliments me, but to tell you the truth I’m not really paying attention to what he’s saying because I’m too busy checking him out. White t-shirt, snug jeans, and black boots. Yum.

  On the drive over there, Kade is restless. He keeps drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, and sighing dramatically.

  “What’s going on, Kade?” I ask bluntly.

  “Nothing,” he grumbles miserably. I’m about to lecture him about communication when we pull into the bar. To tell you the truth, it looks a little shabby. And it’s definitely a biker bar. Lots of sexy motorcycles are parked at the entrance. Kade sits in the Hummer, and doesn’t seem in a rush to get out.

  “Kade!” I huff, jumping out. Kade reluctantly gets out and walks slowly to the bar entrance. We step inside, and I glance around. Old pool tables and worn leather stools greet us as we walk into the shabby bar, but to my surprise there are hot guys everywhere. I grin. I glance over at Kade who is not grinning. In fact, his frown couldn’t get deeper.

  “Hey, Kade,” the bartender calls out. Okay, it’s my turn to frown. My eyes narrow on Kade, who avoids eye contact. We sit down and order two beers. It’s not long before I realize why Kade didn’t want to come here. This bar is his hunting grounds.

  “Kade, it’s about time you came back,” purrs a woman’s voice behind us.

  Kade freezes, looks at me apologetically before turning to face the unwelcome guest. I look over too, to see a skanky looking woman eyeing my man. Kade immediately pulls me close to him. “Kate,” he mutters, nodding his head in greeting.

  “Still taken, I assume?” she sneers. “What happened to the other bitch?”

  I freeze, and whip my head around to look at Kade. He whispers, “Layla” into my ear. I relax.

  Turning back around and facing this Kate woman, I tell her sharpl
y, “Don’t you ever call my best friend a bitch.”

  She looks taken aback at first, then her face turns ugly. “I’ll call anyone I want a bitch. Have fun with Kade, we all know how good he is at what he does.” She turns to leave, but not before I call out,

  “Don’t fucking count on it you stupid bitch. We’ve been together for months now.”

  She whips back around. “Months? Right, Kade doesn’t do relationships.” She lets out a condescending laugh.

  “Kate, get a fucking clue, you need to let it go. We fucked, get over it. Just because you tried and couldn’t pin me down, doesn’t mean it’s impossible. Just wasn’t fucking happening with you,” Kade speaks up.

  Kate’s face falls, then looks at me. “What the fuck ever, enjoy your cunt!” she spits out before starting to walk away.

  I jump away from Kade, he tries to grab for me, knowing what I'm about to do. I manage to get out of his reach fast enough to run after and jump on Kate. I’m on her back and she falls to the ground. I grab her head by fisting her hair, and repeatedly slam her face into the floor. She manages to push me off her, and when she turns around her face is all bloody because her nose is bleeding. She tries to scratch my face in retaliation. Fuck, she’s one of those girly fighters. I step back, and am about to punch her in the mouth when Kade grabs me and pulls me off of her.

  “Don’t you ever fucking call me a cunt again. Got it?” I hiss at her, still fuming mad.

  She nods yes, and runs out of the bar, holding her hand to her nose.

  “Fuck, Nikki, what is with you and resorting to violence?” Kade mutters.

  “Fuck off, Kade. You could have warned me this was a place where you found your fucking hookups,” I say snidely.

  “Don’t blame me, you were the one that insisted on coming here. This shit was your fault!” he counters.