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CHAPTER TWENTY
KADY
I am shaking, my heart is pummeling in my chest, as I look at Calder who looks like he stepped out of a fucking biker fashion magazine. His jeans are dark blue today, encasing his thighs, and the black T-shirt he is wearing under his cut molds to his upper body, like it was made-to-order, just for him.
I need to resist him; we have a lot to talk about that is important to what happens from here on out.
The silence between us makes my skin itch. This is not like him, or me if I am being honest; we like to fill the air with chatter.
Since I walked out of the club a week ago, I have had so much to think about. Where did we go from here? Can I handle being a stepmom to a newborn baby? What if his mother comes back after I have fallen in love with him?
Being around Dom and Juni is easy, they are older and pretty much self-reliant. Adley needs more care, as does Mable, and I see how they are taken care of by their parents. They make it look effortless even though I know that all parents have tough times as well as good times.
Fuck, my sister is having a baby; I still have no idea what to expect once it is born.
My heart rate spikes, my hands become clammy settled in my lap and I hate that all that is happening is evoking these emotions from me. I like an easy life, simple and easy.
“I am scared,” I finally let slip.
His eyes bug out of his head, and it makes me want to giggle but this fucking weight that is resting on my shoulders stops me.
I fold the hem of my T-shirt dress, then unfold it, needing something to do with my hands.
“You are scared? Of what? A fucking four-week-old baby?” His tone is not accusing, or angry, maybe confused, with a hint of humor.
“Yes, of a tiny fucking human who needs to rely on every adult around him.”
“Come on, Kady. This can’t be why you ran.”
Oh, I am Kady now. I guess I deserved that.
“It is. Being a mother has never appealed to me, Calder. I was more than happy to be the cool aunt the kids came to. You know, the one they called when they got drunk at an underage party and needed me to hide them to sober up. Or when they needed a ride home when their boyfriend or girlfriend broke their hearts.”
“You can still be all of that, babe,” he tells me, smiling.
“How? How can you ask me to be the irresponsible aunt when I am a parent? When I expect my own kids to not drink underage, or to not get caught smoking weed or some shit?” I huff after my rant.
“You can be both, babe. But I see that we are jumping the gun on this shit, so let’s back it up, even though I would rather you back that ass up on me, because my cock has missed your pussy, baby.”
Freaking hell, my body likes his words if the pulsing is anything to go by. My breasts become heavy, my nipples tight, while my pussy is flooding my panties. Licking my lips I move into a different position, and he sees what he is doing to me.
“I see you missed me too.” He moves in a flash, looming over me, smirking that smirk that makes my legs go weak and my body shift into begging mode.
“I bet you have been playing with your pussy thinking it was me. Coming with my name on your lips. Did you use a vibrator, a dildo or your hands, baby?”
Shit, he fucking knows. How the hell does he know?
He is so close I can feel his warm breath across my face, his gaze dropping to my lips, then down my body. Heat floods my body from his closeness.
So much for resisting him.
“Tell me.” Shit, his voice is low, sexy.
“Dildo and my hand. Thinking about you,” I huff. “Are you happy now?”
The smile he gives me makes me want to melt into the sofa, shit.
“Very.” He sits back against the arm of the sofa, grinning at me. “But no more of this sex talk, stop trying to make me fuck you, with all of this.” He waves his hand up and down my body. “I am a father now, so I need to be responsible, and talk about very important things.”
