I can’t help but to smile at the fact that the guys are taking this shit more seriously now.
Too bad I have to ruin poor Abe’s day with this . . .
“Hannah says hi.”
“Oh come on,” Abe whines, while tossing down his cigarette and stomping it out. “Why does your sister insist on ripping my heart out every damn day? It’s been like seven months now and that shit still kills me.”
Calvin laughs and slaps his back. “Because you were the dumbass that forced her to break up with you because you weren’t ready for a commitment. Sucks being an immature guy that doesn’t know what he wants, until it’s gone doesn’t it?”
“Hell yeah, it does.”
We all laugh at Abe’s misfortune as we make our way inside and begin setting up for the day.
There’s no denying the fact that it’s going to be a long ass day and night, between training and dancing, but luckily, it’s starting out good so far.
I just hope like hell it can stay this way until my time with Eden is over tonight.
We’re here for about two hours when my phone goes off in my pocket, distracting me.
Closing my eyes, I take a few deep breaths and release them before swinging at the heavy bag in front of me one last time, then walking away to grab for my water.
After I catch my breath, I lean against the wall and pull out my phone, happy as hell when I see Eden’s name across the screen.
Eden: I don’t know what it is but ever since you came into my room that night, no one has been showing me their balls. Do I have you to thank?
I find myself laughing at our conversation that night. One of the first things she did was thank me for not showing her my balls. You won’t get that from many women.
Kash: I might’ve asked Riley to pass on a message to anyone working the front desk. There’s now a ‘no balls’ rule. Any guy that comes in has to sign a form.
Eden: I guess I should admit how great you are? Thanks for making my day. My eyes have never been happier.
Kash: Admitting how great I am would make my day. Then we can be even . . .
Eden: You’re amazing! Gotta go.
I stand here and stare at my phone, smiling like a dumbass, until Abe pulls me out of it.
“Stop daydreaming little a girl and let’s train.”
I barely know this woman and she’s already got me all wrapped up in her. Now, I need to work on getting her all wrapped up in me . . .
Eden
MY DAD PICKED UP ALEC thirty minutes ago, and I’ve been running around the house like a crazy person in attempt to clean it up ever since.
Not that I intend to invite Kash in–it’s definitely too soon for that–but it’s the first time in weeks that I’ve had a few moments to get some work done, without Alec zooming around the house like a madman, wanting me to play with him.
I love that kid with everything in me, he’s the very reason I breathe, but I’ve never met a messier or more energetic child in my life.
He definitely takes after his father when it comes to both of those qualities and needless to say, it’s exhausting sometimes.
I have to admit that the idea of Kash taking me out tonight–and wanting to take care of me–sounds like a dream come true right now.
I’m so used to taking care of everyone in my life, and putting myself last, that maybe he’s right. I deserve just one night to have someone else take care of me for once.
Maybe I just want a chance to know what that feels like and I have a feeling that Kash is the perfect guy for just that.
I’m lost in my thoughts, just getting ready to bend down and pick up a stray sock, when the living room door opens to someone letting themselves inside.
My chest immediately tightens with stress, because I know without a doubt that it’s Knight letting himself inside, without permission, as usual.
Out of all the nights he chooses to randomly stop in and most likely cause trouble, why tonight?
Damn you, Knight for ruining everything.
“Alec,” he yells, while walking through the living room. “Come here, buddy. I got you something.”
Shaking my head, I step into the living room and watch as he drops his jacket on the couch. “He’s not here. And can you please start knocking? You don’t live here anymore. Remember?”
Just as I think he’s about to yell at me for Alec not being here, he tosses a small package onto the couch and pulls some flowers out from behind his back.
My stomach instantly twists into knots as his sad eyes meet mine. I automatically know where this is headed. He’s good at playing people and making them feel bad for him.
Well not me. Not anymore.
“What are you doing?” Not wanting to deal with the little breakdown that I know is coming, I back up and run my hands over my face. “I can’t do this again. Not tonight, Knight. Please don’t.”
He flashes me that smile that I once found charming and holds the flower arrangement out to me. “Come on, Eden. Don’t you stand there and fucking tell me you don’t miss me, baby? We both know that’s a big lie.”
When I still refuse to grab for the flowers, he finally sets them down on the counter himself, before walking over to stand behind me.
My body stiffens from the feel of his arms wrapping around me from behind. Nothing about this feels right or good. “I didn’t like seeing you with another man, Eden,” he whispers against my ear. “You’ve been mine since high school. You’re still mine. Never forget that.”
“No . . . No, I’m not.” With force, I break my way out of his arms and point at the door. “I’m not doing this with you. Leave. Please, just leave.”
“Come on . . .” Not giving up, he comes back at me, pulling me into his huge arms again. The feel of his lips against my neck has me feeling sick. Who knows how many women those lips have been on. “Alec isn’t here. It’s just the two of us so stop putting on that tough show and pretending you don’t still think about me.”
“Knight . . .” I grip his arm and pull it down as he reaches up to grip my breasts. I hate the feeling of him touching me sexually. Makes me want to throw up. “It’s not a damn show, asshole. I don’t want you anymore so stop.”
“What the fuck!” he screams, while pushing me away from him. “Who was that guy at the club then? Are you fucking him? Don’t fucking lie to me either because you know I’ll find out the truth.”
“He hasn’t been around Alec and that’s all you need to know. The rest isn’t your damn business.” I point at the door again, making it as clearly as I can that I want him gone. “Now go. Now.”
“Have you fucked him?” he questions again. “I’m not leaving until you answer my damn question and we both know it.”
“No! I’m not sleeping with anyone. Now go.”
“Fine.” He smirks, going back to the cocky asshole I’ve learned to hate so much. “I have shit to do anyway, but don’t think for one second that I won’t be back for you and Alec. You’re still my family. This new guy has another thing coming if he thinks he can steal you guys from me.”
“Just go,” I growl out. “Right now. Get out.”
Relief washes through me as he turns around and leaves, without further argument.
With him, you never know what to expect.
If he’s in a certain mood, then nothing you can say or do can get him to go away, but luckily, he probably has one of his sluts waiting on him.
I mean, what is Knight without his group of desperate women up his ass, looking to get laid by a somewhat known fighter?
This is not the night to deal with this mess.
Knight is the last person I want around tonight, before seeing Kash. Not to mention that he should be here any second now for our date and they could’ve bumped into each other.
Having them here at the same time would’ve been bad news for sure.
After seeing what they’re both capable of, with no one here to stop them, who knows what could’ve went down.
; Just as I get a second to catch my breath and recover from Knight’s little unexpected visit, the sound of Kash pulling into the driveway has my stomach filling up with butterflies.
I need this date more than ever now. Anything to get the bad taste of Knight out of my mouth and to forget about him touching me.
I find myself smiling as I look through the screen door to see Kash running up to the porch, tossing a baseball up and down in his hand.
He’s looking so damn handsome tonight, dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a fitted button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows.
The sexy smile on his face and the way his eyes look me over with admiration has my heart going crazy with excitement.
“Are we playing ball tonight?” I nod at the ball in his hand. “It’s been a while since I’ve played with someone over the age of five.”
“Me too.” He smirks and tosses the ball up once more, before catching it and holding it out to me as I step outside. “I brought it for your son, but I’d be down to play anything you want, Eden. Just as long as I get to take care of you afterward.”
“Is that so?” I take the ball from his hand with a smile. “Happen to have an extra ball in that truck of yours?”
He laughs as if it’s a silly question. “Oh of course. Never leave home without some.”
“I think I might like you even more now.” I toss the ball up and catch it, feeling pretty damn enthusiastic about playing ball with Kash. It’s a beautiful night to be outside. “I’ll put this inside for Alec.”
Kash’s eyes widen, but quickly goes back to normal as if I was just imagining it.
Who knows . . . maybe I was. It’s been a long day.
“That’s a good name.” He smiles. “So much better than Bob, George, or Kenneth. For a bit there, I was worried for your son’s reputation.”
Laughing, I push his chest, my eyes widening when it doesn’t even cause him to budge. He’s rock solid. Even harder than Knight. “Someone spend a lot of time at the gym or is that just from all that erotic dancing and stage humping you do?”
“Both.” He flashes me the sexiest grin and reaches behind me to open the screen door. “Toss that inside so I can have fun with you.”
Keeping my eyes on him, I toss the ball inside and watch as he locks the door and closes it for me.
“Where are we going?”
He opens the door to his huge truck and boosts me up by my ass, making my heart jump from the firmness of his touch. “To play baseball, of course. And if you’re lucky . . . to get a naked massage from me later.”
His face stays serious as he leans across me to buckle my seatbelt.
“What makes you think I want a naked massage from you?”
He’s still leaning across me, his minty breath hitting my lips, as he speaks. “Are you saying you don’t?”
He smirks, when I don’t respond, as if he already knew what the answer would be. “I thought so.”
With that, he closes the door and hops into the driver side, a satisfied smile on his face as he drives off.
Oddly enough, that has me smiling too.
I like Kash. I really, really do . . .
Kash
AS MUCH AS I TRY not to think too hard about the fact that Eden’s son’s name is Alec, I know without a doubt that it’s the same Alec I’ve been spending time with at my sister’s house for the last six months.
It has me feeling extremely nervous, but I’m doing everything I can right now not to ruin this night for Eden and give her a reason to back out of our date.
Hannah told me when she first started babysitting that it was for a single mother, but I had so much shit going on at the gym and the club that her name slipped my mind.
I feel like a complete idiot now.
But to be honest, the idea of Alec being her son only makes me feel more connected to her, drawing me even closer to her and giving me more reason to want to get to know her.
It sure as shit doesn’t scare me away. I’m not like most men who run at the idea of taking care of another man’s child, and knowing that it’s a child I care about; there’s no way in hell I’m backing down from her now.
But I know without a doubt that she’d push me away if she knew I’ve been spending time with her son and becoming close with him.
Eden is extremely protective of Alec, afraid he’ll get hurt again. Just like his asshole father hurt him and I don’t blame her.
It’s easy to see how much she cares about the little guy. I don’t need her telling me she’s afraid to let another man in to know.
That’s exactly why I’m taking it slow when it comes to learning about her son, not wanting to push it and make her feel uncomfortable.
The last thing I want to do is scare her off before I even get a chance to show her the real me.
When the time is right, I’ll bring it up.
“Everything okay over there?” she asks in a soft voice.
I reach over and grab her hand, pulling it into my lap. “It’s perfect since you agreed to spend time with me. Was hoping you wouldn’t run from me for a third time.”
I catch her smile from the corner of my eye, her face turning bright red. “Who says hanging with me is even enjoyable? I could be extremely boring and doing you a favor by running. Never know.”
“Nothing about you is boring, Eden.” I laugh and pull her closer to me, wanting her to feel how excited I am to be with her. “Trust me.”
Her eyes widen, her face turning a deeper shade of red when she gets a feel of my hardness just an inch away from her hand. I know she can feel my pants bulging out, but I don’t want to put her hand there until I know she’s ready.
I’m down for having fun and showing Eden a good time, but damn if I want her to want it just as bad.
“Maybe I still have a little fun in me after all.” Her voice is soft and a little breathless. “Shit, Kash. If you’re trying to work me up . . . it’s working.”
“Have you been with anyone other than your ex?” I have to ask, because it seems as if she hasn’t touched anyone other than him. I can tell by the sound of her breathing at just being so close to my dick.
“No,” she answers, quickly. “He was my first . . . there hasn’t been anyone since.”
“Fuck Eden . . .” I squeeze her hand in mine, just thinking about being the only other guy to be inside of her other than the father of her child.
I have no idea why that turns me on even more, but fucking shit, I want to be her next.
I want a chance to show her how a real man takes care of a woman and gives her everything she needs, and craves.
“What?” She squeezes my thigh, causing my cock to jerk. “Does that make you want me even more? Knight never did it for me.”
I nod my head and grip the steering wheel with both hands, fighting so damn hard to control myself. “You have no idea the things that makes me want to do to you. To give to you.” I place my hand over hers again and squeeze. “Especially knowing he never gave you what you deserved. A woman’s needs should always come before a man’s.”
The rest of the drive to the baseball field is spent with me trying my damned hardest to keep some kind of restraint.
It’s not easy, especially with her hand gripping my thigh, but I need to do it.
A real man knows when a woman’s ready and when that time is right; I’ll let go of all restraint, holding nothing back.
“Oh look, there’s no one here,” she says, while jumping out of my truck and shutting the door behind her.
I quickly jump out after her and reach into the bed of my truck for some balls, a bat and a couple mitts.
“You know . . .” she spins around and faces me, while walking backwards. “I’ve gotten pretty good over the months, while playing with my son. Just a warning.”
I believe it. Alec is damn good at playing ball. I know because I taught him.
“I guess we’ll see just how good. But I should warn you . . .”
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nbsp; “Let me guess . . .” she says teasingly, while looking me over. “You play better in the nude.”
I laugh and hand her the bat. “I do everything better in the nude. Again . . . a proven fact.” I arch a brow and grab a ball, tossing it up, before catching it. “But, I was gonna say I hit pretty far. Not sure it’ll be a fair game.”
She keeps her eyes on me, trying her best to look intimating as she strips her light jacket off and tosses it at the fence with a cocked brow.
Her confidence is pretty damn sexy right now.
“Oh yeah. Let’s play a different kind of game them, Mr. Cocky. Show me how good you are when there’s a little distraction.”
“Okay.” I laugh, dying inside to hear what she’s about to come up with. “Your rules. Like I said . . . I’ll do anything you want.”
She lifts a brow and steps around the fence, up to the batter box. “Whoever hits the furthest out of three balls, gets to choose an item of clothing for the other person to take off. The first person down to their underwear, loses.”
I smirk while stretching, letting her know, I’m not taking it easy on her. “You do know I strip for a living, remember? Getting me out of my clothes is pretty fucking easy.”
“Yes. But a challenge is sort of fun . . . don’t you agree?” She’s the one looking cocky now, as if she expects she won’t have to take much off.
“More than you know.” I undo the top few buttons of my shirt to give me some more wiggle room and walk over to stand at the pitcher’s mound. “Game fucking on.”
Placing the bat between her legs, she holds up a finger. “One sec . . .” I watch as she messes around behind her back as if she’s either loosening or undoing her bra. “You’re not the only one who needs a little more wiggle room,” she admits with a grin.
“Hey . . . I don’t have a problem with that. It’s the only thing you’re gonna have on by the time this game is through, so you might as well make sure it’s comfortable. Ready?”
“I love your confidence,” she says with a grin. It’s cute on you.” She nods and gets into a batter stance. “I’m ready.”
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