Kade (9 page)

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We meet the boys at the baby store entrance. Kade is already acting like a child, riding around on a stroller. Seriously? I shake my head. James is egging him on. I see the store manager come out and tell them to put the items back or they will need to leave. Layla and I burst out laughing when Kade mumbles, “Party pooper.”

Layla wants to breastfeed, so we go down the aisle to look at some pumps. Of course, Kade and James have to fool around again.

“What would happen if I put this on Kade?” James asks.

We choose to ignore him.

“Layla, after you finish with the pump, can I have it?” Kade asks.

What the hell? “No, you cannot. Let me guess, you were gonna put it on your dick? Don’t you think it’s big enough?” I cut in.

Layla bursts out laughing. “Yeah, I don’t think it can get any bigger.”

Kade just grins. James is distracted, picking up other contraptions and asking what they're for.

We finish up in the baby store, and take our items back to the car. We were gonna go into the lingerie store, but after how Kade and James acted in the baby store, we can only imagine what they would get up to. That would have been bad. I can just picture them pretending to try on bras.

After spending the afternoon with Kade, I am slowly considering taking a chance on him. I just hope I’m making the right decision.

Chapter Seventeen

Kade and I are getting on surprisingly well. We spend a lot of our time mucking around, laughing and going out to dinner, everyday things a couple would do, without actually being a couple. After talking with Layla, and seeing Kade really be himself, I think we're ready to take things a step further, I just hope I didn’t make him wait too long. I know I’m not the easiest person to love.

I walk out into the kitchen and spot Kade and James sitting at the breakfast bar together. When I walk up they both glance over.

“Hey, James, mind if I steal Kade for a minute?” I ask, my voice coming out a little croaky.

James raises an eyebrow at me, before nodding with a smile and departing.

“What’s up, beautiful?” Kade asks, turning around, and giving me all of his attention. I love it when he calls me beautiful.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date tonight?” I blurt out, the words coming out rushed.

Gender equality and all that, women can so ask men out.

Kade looks surprised, and slightly amused. “Sure. Where would you like to go?”

“I was thinking we could go for dinner and a movie?” I ask. Way to be cliché, Nikki.

“I’d love to,” he says, smiling widely now. “What time do you wanna go?”

“Seven? The movies always start at about eight thirty, so we could eat and then go.”

Before he can answer, I move towards him, grabbing his face in my hands and bringing my lips to his. I kiss him greedily, my tongue battling with his. He groans deep in his throat, and I pull back with a small smile. “I’m ready to try, if you still want to,” I tell him in a gentle voice.

Kade immediately stands up gripping me by my ass, and lifting me in the air. “Fucking finally!” he booms out, laughing, planting sloppy kisses on my neck.

“Hey, what’s going on?” James asks as he comes sauntering in.

“Nikki and I are going steady,” he says in a serious tone, his lips twitching. I burst out laughing. Going steady- like they used to say in the eighties or something.

James smirks. “About fucking time!” He shakes his head at us, exasperated.

Kade kisses me a little more, then reluctantly lets me go so we can get ready. I take forever; I can’t decide what to wear. After a while I get frustrated and decide on a black chiffon dress that is short in the front and long in the back. It’s one of my favorites and a different take on the classic LBD. I walk out of my room, ready for our date. I see Kade standing in the living room talking to James. When he sees me, his face lights up like a kid at Christmas. I go up to him and slide my arm around his waist. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah, beautiful. I’m ready. I’ve been ready.”

We walk into the restaurant hand in hand for our official date. I’m a little nervous, but Kade seems completely at ease. We finish our food while chatting, laughing, and having a really good time. We order dessert, Kade orders enough to feed an army, and I order a chocolate sundae. While we're waiting for it to arrive, Kade’s phone rings. He glances at the screen, sighs, but still answers.

“Hey, Ashley, what’s up?” he says. Ashley. What a mood kill. The woman can’t leave Kade alone.

“No, I can’t. I’m busy tonight.”

“Ashley, I said not tonight, I’m out on a date with my girl.”

“Yes, Ashley, my girl.”

I can hear her voice get louder. Wonder what the hell she’s saying.

“Yes, it’s Nikki. We finally made it official; she finally got her head out of her ass.” Kade chuckles and I glare at him. Pfft, head out of my ass, yeah, right. I hear more yelling. Then I look up, and Kade is staring quizzically at his phone.

“Well, that’s a first, she hung up on me,” he says, surprised.

“Still don’t believe me she wants you?” I deadpan.

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.