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“Yeah, Baby. We need to get out of here. Get ready.” I move myself away from her and make my way to the bathroom to give my dick a few minutes to settle itself.
Maddie is pulling her hair back into a ponytail and slipping on her shoes when she catches my eyes. “Do I have time to run in and splash some water on my face before we go?” Her cheeks are pink, and she looks so sweet biting her lower lip and forcing herself to look right into my eyes.
Two strides and I have her in my arms, lower my head and kiss her softly on the mouth. “Yeah, Baby. Do it quick, though. I wanna get you home.”
“Okay,” She slips past me. There’s a rough knock on the door and an impatient Risk on the other side.
“Need to get you out now,” he says. “Ava and Vi are leaving and the rest of the women were gone hours ago. You need to move before Guard loses his shit. Some idiot last night was getting some ideas about tapping your woman last night. Guard had to have a word with his leader. So, you see anyone out there this morning, you grab her and make it known she’s yours.”
Just then Maddie re-entered the room. She heard it all. I can tell by the look on her face. “I’m ready. She looks at Risk, then at me and takes a deep breath. “Maybe I should go away for a while. I could hide away...” Her voice trails off when she sees my face harden.
“No. You stay with me. You’re mine. You and I made that decision last night. You knew there was no going back,” I bite out and I’m sure I’ve scared her when I see her lip quiver. Shit! I don’t want to upset her but there’s no way I’m letting her out of my sight now that I finally have her with me.
“I don’t want anyone getting hurt because of me,” she says softly. And it hits me that in that moment she’s more concerned for the safety of me and my family than she is for herself.
“Things will die down.” I reach for her hand and encased it in mine. “Grab your purse and bag.” I lead her toward the back entrance where my bike is waiting for us. Turning to Risk, “Make sure someone is at Maddie’s for 9:30 this morning so I can make the meeting. I’ll be heading back when it’s done.”
“Clubs are watching from above man.” He smiles and says, “Fuck! They like your girl.”
“Kitten, how much do you like me?” I asked calmly.
She moves her mouth close to my ear. “A lot.”
“Okay, Baby, show me, or even better, show them.” I say, tilting my head toward the windows above.
Maddie moves from standing beside me to getting as close as she can. She moves her hand around my neck into my hair and pulls me down so that our heads and lips are less than an inch apart. I feel her tongue on my lips, tracing the edges and then she bites gently down on my lower lip and tugs. I am completely undone. I jerk her close to drag her mouth to mine. I want to own that mouth. Maddie’s lips meet mine and I kiss her back with the same fervour and desire. This is not a kiss. It’s an assault. It spins even more out of control when I feel her hands in my hair, tugging me closer into her. My hands roam over her body, settling one on her ass, where I pull her in close and pin her to my body so I can feel every sexy curvy part of her.
“You two want to take that home?” Risk interrupts. “Fuck me! I need to go take a cold shower.” He teases.
I break the kiss but keep my Kitten in my arms. “Get on, Baby, and hold tight.” I help her on; and groan silently as she slides her arms around my waist. I want to get her home and I want to get her under me. All the good intentions about moving slow are quickly being banished from my thoughts.
Seven
Moving Maddie In
Maddie
Despite my best effort to hide my exhaustion, I know it’s written all over my face. I’m still reeling from the overnight changes that have occurred in my life. It normally takes me a day to settle back into a regular routine after a performance, but between zealous bikers and a mind-blowing kiss with War, my mind was spinning with emotions buried deep within me, threatening to spill over. I’m doing my best to contain my thoughts and hang onto the hope I feel when he looks deeply into my eyes and I feel like the me I was before the horrible abduction ever happened. As we walk in to the apartment the is phone ringing; I pick up my pace to grab it, knowing that it’s probably Paul, worried sick about me.
“Hello?” It's my sweet brother Paul. I’m sure he’s feeling guilty. He’s also being over-bearing. Up until yesterday that never bothered me and I would either simply ignore his behaviour or relish in it because I know it comes from of a place of love and protection.
I do my best to placate him, but he’s harping now, and I am beginning to lose my temper. I was always the quieter child, and very rarely put up a fuss. Something needed to be very important for me to disagree with him, usually around the music we wrote. That's a fight I always won.
“I’m fine.” I listen to his concerned voice and try to reassure him. “Everything is good.” He interrupts with more questions and again I tell him that I’m good. “Honest, Paul.” Now I’m getting annoyed. “Oh Lord, I’m not a child and I was not coerced.” How dare he think I have no mind of my own? “Paul I’m a little insulted you think that I’m not capable of deciding who I do or don’t want to spend time with. You were furious when I refused to take this gig, then went all out to get me there. Now you want to pull the big brother card and tell me I am getting involved with a scary bunch. You are the one who brought this bunch to the studio.”
BIG SILENCE followed by a lighter one-sided chat about how he worries for me. I can feel Paul’s doubt through the phone and under normal circumstances would be more understanding of his feelings, however I can see War leaning against the counter of my kitchen and he looks highly amused by the conversation. I become so intrigued with the slight lift of his lips curling into a smile that I almost forget Paul rambling into my ear. I decide it’s time I cut him off.
Then in a very determined and cold voice: “I decide my future. What are you afraid of?”
Paul says nothing, but I know he’s thinking about that night when everything changed. I am taking back my life. I am going to see where this relationship goes, and I am not going to give up or compromise my singing to do it. Not everything is going to change overnight but I am going to take things one day at a time.
I want to reassure Paul that we will never change. Our band will always be what it is, and he is always going to be the best big brother ever. “I will continue to write and sing because I love it and I need you to be my brother, not my guardian or my business manager. I also need a break. We have been working non-stop and I need one. Badly.” I use my soft voice and drop my eyes away from War.
Paul wants me to go on tour with them.
“I never go on tour,” I remind him, then continue, “I am being well looked after. GO! Just make sure you all come kiss me goodbye this afternoon.”
There is a heavy sigh from the other side of the phone and Paul knows that this isn’t a battle he will win.
