Kade

by Dawn Martens

  I’m waiting. “Okay, come on, spill.”

  “Turns out Lilly was really his father’s. The baby would have been his sister, not his daughter.”

  “You have to be fucking kidding me!” I yell.

  “Nope, no joke. When he went to confront her about Lilly not being his, he found his father there with her. It all came out then,” Layla tells me as she takes a sip of her apple juice.

  “Wow, his father is a piece of work!” I hiss.

  Talking about Chase’s dad has me wondering about Kade’s dad. I haven’t met him yet.

  “Have you met Kade and James’s dad yet?” I ask curiously.

  “Nope, but I hear he's awesome. Nothing like Chase’s," Layla says with a smile. Well, that’s good to know.

  We both get back to work, this baby shower isn’t going to plan itself.

  ******

  Today is the day of Layla’s baby shower, still no baby. I told Chase he needed to sex her up, it might help, but he laughed it off. I decided to make it a potluck shower because there is just way too many people coming, but then Chase offered me his unlimited credit card for the expenses, so he ended up paying for everything. Only the best for Layla. Layla’s entire family is coming, and Kade, James and Chase’s parents. Well, not Chase’s dad. We all know what an ass he is. Kade invited Ashley, too. Yay. Not. Unfortunately for me, Sasha is the first to arrive. We eye each other warily, but when neither of us says anything rude, we both relax.

  “Nikki,” she says, acknowledging me with a small nod. I must say, she looks gorgeous. Thick long black hair, wide, almond shaped, brown eyes, and pouty lips. She's wearing a pair of tight jeans and a red blouse, showcasing her impressive body. The girl is stacked.

  “Sasha,” I smile at her politely. I'm the host of this thing, after all.

  “You can put your gift down over there,” I tell her, pointing to the table I allocated. She puts down the gift and walks back over. It’s a little awkward for a few moments.

  “Think you can help me out with the decorations? Layla and everyone should be here soon,” I ask.

  “Yeah, sure. Just tell me where to start.”

  We quietly work together, getting all the last minute stuff done.

  “Do you remember our fight?” I ask randomly.

  She stills for a moment. “Yeah, why?”

  “Think we could maybe start over? Call a truce? Hell, I don’t even remember what the fight was about,” I say with a small giggle.

  Sasha laughs. “Funny, I don’t remember either. Okay, truce.” We shake on it.

  “Good, because I have enough on my plate today since Ashley is coming. Dealing with her consumes all of my energy.” I groan.

  “Who’s Ashley?” she asks me, curious.

  I tell her all about Ashley.

  “What a bitch!” she exclaims, scrunching up her nose.

  My thoughts exactly.

  Everyone arrives, some later than others, and everything is going pretty smoothly. I see Layla’s friend from when she worked at the salon, Riley. I’ve met her only once, but she looks so different to when I last saw her. Long dreadlocks adorn her head, and she has a few colorful tattoos on her arms. She is wearing a headband around her forehead, a thin gold chain. Her dress is long and flowing, giving her a hippie look. She looks stunning, like a model even. I wonder what made her make such a big change in her appearance. I see Layla hug Riley in welcome, and watch as she chats animatedly. Layla has the hugest smile on her face, which is what my goal was. She seems to be really enjoying herself. We play a few baby shower games, stuff I had put together with help from Google. The food is delicious, and I must say the decorations look amazing. I’m talking with the caterers about the desserts when Ashley walks over.

  “I’m leaving, this baby shower is shit,” she whines to me.

  “Then go? No one even wanted you here,” I tell her bluntly.

  “Really? I’m pretty sure Kade did, since he invited me,” she says with a smug look.

  “Yeah, well, Kade’s not here, is he? So he probably invited you knowing it wasn’t him who has to be in your presence for so long,” I bite back.

  She laughs an ugly sound. “You’re still in your dream world, aren’t you? I’m the number one girl in his life, not you. You'll never be because that position is taken. So enjoy him until he gets sick of you!”

  “So, this is the bitch,” Sasha purrs, walking up behind Ashley.

  “Who the fuck are you?” Ashley spits out at Sasha.

  “Your worst fucking nightmare. Just leave, Nikki worked hard putting this together and you aren’t going to disrespect her,” Sasha demands, her eyes ice cold. Why was this girl my enemy? Shit, I’m glad she’s on my side now.

  “So what? Nikki can’t even stick up for herself now?” Ashley says with an evil grin.

  “Oh no, Nikki can stick up for herself. Trust me, I once had a black eye to prove it. But Nikki’s hands are tied since you and Kade are friends. Well, guess what. Kade and I aren’t friends, and I have no problem putting you in your place. Layla is my cousin, my blood. I heard you fucked with her once, and it won’t be happening twice. Now, either get the fuck out, or we will both walk outside, where I will beat the shit out of you before Layla even knows what’s going on. Are we fucking clear, or do I need to give you a demonstration?” Sasha tells her in a scary tone. Holy fuck, even I gulp.

  Ashley gasps, her eyes narrowing into slits but she says nothing. She just huffs and leaves. Good riddance. Sasha gives me a small grin, and I shake my head at her. The chick is badass.

  ******

  After a few hours, the shower is starting to die down, and people are starting to leave. James, Kade, Chase, and Derek show up, because apparently showing up at the end of a baby shower is manly, but attending is not. Men! The first thing I notice are the looks going on between Riley and Derek. Something is happening there, they can’t keep their eyes off each other. Secondly, I notice James and Sasha talking outside, in what appears to be a heated conversation. Sasha looks like she's yelling, her hands flying in the air in various gestures of anger. When I see her start to cry, my emerald eyes narrow. What has James done that would make such a strong woman like Sasha break down? I decide to step in and save her, just as she did me.

  “Sasha? Is everything okay?” I ask, walking up to her and James.

  “Fine,” she mumbles to me, mustering a small smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. I watch as she storms back into the house.

  I turn to James. “What the fuck, man?”

  “It’s nothing, Nikki,” James growls out, still looking in the direction Sasha left.

  “It’s not nothing, James. Way to ruin the evening!” I yell at him and walk away.

  I storm back inside the house and start to clean up. Layla walks over to me, a huge smile on her face. “Thank you for everything, Nikki. It means so much to me.”

  I smile back at her. “You know I’d do anything for you, Layla. Did you notice me and Sasha getting along?” I ask with a cheeky grin.

  “Yes, that was indeed a surprise. How did that come about?” Layla asks in a curious tone.

  “We called a truce, we didn’t even remember why we didn’t like each other.”

  Layla shakes her head. “Well, I’m glad you guys are alright now.”

  “Yeah, and Sasha even got in on hating Ashley. You should have seen Ashley’s face when Sasha went all GI JANE on her ass.” Layla and I both erupt in fits of laughter. What? It’s funny. It was my highlight of the night, that’s for sure.

  “What are you going to tell Kade?”

  “No point telling him anything. Ashley can do no wrong in his eyes. He'll probably get angry at me, saying Sasha and I teamed up on her or something,” I complain.

  “It will finally hit him one day. Let’s just hope it’s not too late by then,” Layla mumbles. She gives me a warm hug and wishes me luck with Kade. I have a feeling I’m going to need it.

&n
bsp; “Good luck with what?” Kade asks from behind me, causing me to jump in the air in surprise.

  “You scared me!” I exclaim, as he wraps me in his arms.

  “Good luck with what?” he repeats, kissing me on my neck. I shudder. Pulling myself away from him, I turn around and face him head on. May as well get this over with.

  “Ashley was acting her normal bitchy self tonight. You shouldn’t have invited her, Kade. Layla doesn’t even like her,” I say bluntly.

  Kade frowns. “What did she say?” I explain to him everything that took place.

  “Nikki, you really need to fucking stop. You seem to thrive on this drama with Ashley. I hate being in the middle of this,” Kade hisses at me, starting to pace.

  “I’m not fucking lying, you jackass! Call Sasha up and ask her if you don’t even believe your own fucking girlfriend! Ashley was being so nasty that Sasha, who doesn’t even like me, stood up to her and told her off!” I yell at him. Now I’m getting pissed.

  “What, you and Sasha tag teaming now? Can’t believe you would stoop this low!”

  With that parting comment, Kade storms off. You know what? If he wants to live in denial over his precious Ashley, that’s fine.

  But how long am I going to put up with this for?

  ******

  The front door slamming lets me know Kade is finally home. James gives me a sad smile, and musses my hair. I sigh. James said he's going to try to talk to Kade. This is my last option right now. I told James I'll call up Sasha to confirm what I had told Kade, but James said I didn’t need to because he knows I wouldn’t lie. At least he believes me. James walks out of my room, and gently closes the door. After about ten minutes, I can hear James and Kade yelling at each other. Shit, this was a mistake. I don’t want them to fight over this, over me. I hear my name, and Sasha’s name being thrown around. After a while I just put on my iPod and let Blake Shelton put me to sleep.

  Chapter Thirty Four

  I wake up the next morning, alone and hurt. Kade never even came to talk to me or anything. I’m not in the mood for any drama today, I just want to sulk. I walk out into the kitchen to get some breakfast and Kade is there. He turns to me and comes forward to give me a hug.

  “Still pissed at me?” I ask him before he reaches me.

  “No, I am just getting so sick of you and Ashley fighting. It needs to stop,” he tells me, looking resigned.

  “I’m getting so sick of this, Kade. Ashley and I hate each other, and if I tell you anything she says or does, you don’t believe me. You always take her side. I’m so close to just saying choose me or her,” I admit.

  Kade goes quiet, then looks down, “I can’t choose, Nikki, please don’t ask me to.”

  I nod. “I guess I’ll see you after work.”

  “Yeah, I’ll see you then, beautiful,” Kade rumbles.

  ******

  The day seems to drag on, I’m sure it’s the slowest day in history. By the time I make it home in the evening, I'm exhausted. My feet hurt; I am in dire need of a foot massage. I walk into the house, sighing in relief as I take off my shoes and walk barefoot. I’m feeling a little nervous since bringing up the ultimatum. It would be different if the friendship was truly just that, friendship. But for Ashley, it isn’t. I take in a quick breath when I see Kade standing there, his eyes on mine. I look into his hands, where he is holding a black satin… blindfold?

  “It’s time,” is all he says, in a husky tone. I gulp. He puts the blindfold on me, picks me up into his arms, and starts walking down the hall. I hear a door close.

  Kade sits me down on the couch. I can smell his scent, spicy cologne mixed with a scent that is his alone.

  “Kade,” I say breathily.

  “One second, Nikki,” he whispers into my ear, causing a shiver throughout my body. He moves away from me, and I hear the start of a song begin to play.

  “Since you have already used ‘Pony,’ which is what I would have used, I decided to go with this.” The song is S & M by Rihanna. I hear some rustling and then Kade takes my blindfold off. I gulp. He is completely naked except for a bow tie and his underwear, which happens to be a thong. I am torn between giggling and getting down on my knees, he looks that hot. He’s even lathered some oil on himself, and I really want to run my hands all over him. He grabs onto the pole, not looking shy or nervous at all. His eyes are the darkest I have ever seen them, and they are solely on me. I shudder at their intensity. Kade grinds his hips provocatively, in a circular motion. I am so wet by now I’m sure my panties are see-through. Fuck. When Kade does a body roll, I moan out loud. Who knew he could move like this? Although I suppose I have already seen some of those moves in the bedroom. He walks over to me, slowly, and grips me by my hips, pulling me into him. I grunt a little in surprise when he lifts me up even higher, so my legs are around his neck and my crotch is in his face. Holy shit. He nuzzles his face against me and I almost come right there, I'm that turned on. Kade pulls me down again and lays me on the floor in a prone position. I’m panting by now, even though I’m not the one doing any physical activity. Yet, anyway. Kade straddles me, and does another grinding move, practically dry humping me. I can feel how hard he is, and know he's getting into this too. I moan loudly, and I see his lips twitch with satisfaction. When he straddles my face and his dick is right in front of my eyes, he does a thrusting motion, with quick, fast strokes. When I kiss the inside of his thigh, he shakes his head at me with a chuckle. Bastard! I don’t think I’ve ever been this horny in my entire life. Kade stands up and pulls his thong off, exposing himself to me. That beautiful long, thick, smooth cock. They should make an exact replica of it and put it in sex stores worldwide. Seriously. Every woman needs to experience something this perfect!

  He lifts me back up and sets me on the couch. I’m thinking he’s going to get down to business, but what he does instead has me laughing so hard it hurts. He starts swinging his hips so his dick swirls into a helicopter motion. Seeing his dick twirl like that is hilarious, but I never want to see it again in my life. No man should do that, it’s just… I giggle again. I can’t even complete the thought.

  The song ends, and I jump up and wrap my legs around him. “God, I love you,” I whisper into his neck, nuzzling it.

  Entwined, we leave the room and head to Kade’s room. “Nice ass, bro,” I hear James say through a fit of laughter. Giggling, I lift my head up and wink at James. He’s laughing his ass off, his whole face is red and his body is shaking with mirth.

  “You weren’t supposed to be home yet,” Kade grumbles to James as we pass him.

  We get to Kade’s room and he slams the door behind us.

  “Enjoy the show, beautiful?” he asks with a cheeky grin.

  “Yes, but no more dick twirls,” I say, giggling. Oh man, I've got to tell Layla about that.

  I’m surprised when he sets me on the floor instead of the bed, and quickly removes my clothes. Before I know it, I’m pushed against the wall and Kade drops to his knees. “My favorite dish,” he rumbles against my inner thigh, before he gets to work on my clit, sucking it into his mouth. When he starts flicking it with his tongue in quick strokes I explode. After I’ve ridden out the last wave of bliss, he still doesn’t let up.

  After I come a second time, he finally gets up, and I shove him onto the bed and climb on top.

  In one smooth motion he’s in me, and I’m riding him as if my life depended on it. Harder, faster, deeper. He’s gripping my hips, his fingers digging in, probably leaving marks. I could care less. I feel another release coming, and I start to pant. “Hurry, Kade, I want to come together,” I say breathily.

  Minutes later we find release. I’m sure my moans could be heard echoing throughout the house.

  “Wow, you fucked me so hard you couldn’t breathe,” Kade says with a satisfied chuckle.

  “That’s what you do to me, handsome,” I say between breaths.

  I want to kiss him, but he knows I don’t
like his mouth on mine after he’s gone down on me. So he quickly leaves the bed to wash up. A few moments later he comes back into the room and we settle under the blankets.

  “I love you, beautiful,” he says tenderly, kissing my temple.

  “I love you too, Kade,” I say with a sated sigh.

  I fall asleep with a smile on my face, our fight over Ashley forgotten. Maybe that was Kade’s way of not choosing between us. I really wish I knew why he just can’t.

  Chapter Thirty Five

  The next morning, Kade and I get a phone call from James. “Come to the hospital quick. Layla’s gone into labor!” We both jump out of bed, running around like crazy people, getting dressed. It’s about damn time this baby showed up. We grab our keys and get into the car. I put my present for Layla in the back. I bought it a couple of months ago, it’s like a hamper of baby things I put together for the baby, but there are also a few things for Layla too, such as massage oil, scented candles, and things like those. As we walk into the hospital Kade runs into the gift shop and gets the hugest bouquet of sunflowers I have ever seen. He remembered they're Layla’s favorite, how sweet. As we walk into Layla’s room, the sight before me brings tears to my eyes. Layla, looking as beautiful as ever, is holding a little bundle in her arms, and Chase is staring at them both, his eyes filled with joy and pride. I clear my throat. Layla beams when she sees us. “Hey, come in, both of you,” she says, her voice a little hoarse. Kade and I walk in, and both of us kiss Layla on the cheek, then hand her over the gifts. Kade hugs Chase and congratulates him while I hold the baby in my arms. He's adorable. A thick head of dark hair, Chase’s blue eyes which are currently locked with mine, and chubby little fingers. He's too cute.