Protecting His Forever(51)

The doorbell ringing has me springing up in bed holding my chest. Kane jumps out of bed and goes downstairs. I grab Kane’s shirt and run to Arabella’s room who is sitting up in bed scared.

Arabella runs and grabs my hand. We walk down the stairs together. Going around the corner, there is a man who is the same height as Kane, but his shoulders are a little broader than Kane’s. Kane hears our footsteps and looks back at us. That gives me sight of the man’s face. Wow, he is ruggedly handsome. Bad boy with tattoos. Blushing, I look down at Arabella who is staring at him in wonderment.

She pulls her hand from mine and goes to Kane. She pokes him in the back. He looks down and she lifts her hands up for him to take her. He lifts her up and she lays her head on his chest. Walking over to Kane, he wraps his other arm around me and places his hand on my belly. The man standing before us looks completely shocked.

“Sydney, this is Isaac. Isaac, this is Sydney, my fiancée. This here is Arabella.”

Giving the man a polite smile, he looks back and forth between us three.

“Isaac was in the military with your brother, Chase, and me. We own the construction business together.”

“I remember,” I tell him. “Nice to meet you.” I give Isaac a polite smile. “I will go get started on breakfast.” Getting on my tip-toes so I can give Kane a kiss, he leans down, kisses me, and sets Arabella down. She heads straight for the kitchen. Before I can even make a step Kane smacks me on the ass. Giving him the finger from over my head, I join Arabella.

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When breakfast is ready, Arabella tugs at my shirt. That is when I realize I’m still in Kane’s shirt without a bra. Shit.

“Mommy has to go change. We will get you dressed, too.” We run up the stairs, and I slip on a bra and another t-shirt. After throwing my hair in a bun, I put a small bit of mascara on. Walking into Arabella's room, I see that she already has a dress on. Taking her hair, I give her a matching bun.

Kane and Isaac are still talking as we go back to the kitchen. “Breakfast is ready.”

They both get up and walk into the dining room. Kane gets his plate and grabs mine.

“Mommy, can I take Ieks?”

Nodding my head, I hand her his plate loaded with pancakes. I follow behind with syrup and butter. She sets the food on the table. Isaac looks down at her with a soft expression that causes her to blush. Grinning at her actions, I watch as she runs back into the kitchen and comes back with a glass. She hands it to Isaac.

“Thanks, sweetheart.” She gives him a huge smile and then runs over to Kane. Grabbing Arabella's plate, I set it in front of her and she digs in.

We have a ritual: I cook, Kane cleans up. He grumbles about it, but does it without me asking. Arabella went upstairs to her room and Isaac went out to get his bag. Kane asked him if wanted to stay with us for a while until he buys a new house. His house burned down two days ago. Kane and Isaac are best friends. They met each other on the streets and joined the marines together. That’s where they met my brother and Chase.

So lost in thought, I don’t notice Kane coming up behind me until he lifts me off the ground and up onto the island. “Baby, seeing you bent over the counter like that has me so fucking hard.” He takes my hand and presses it against his dick. “This is what you do to me all the fucking time. I want to bend you over this counter and fuck you so hard.”

I gulp and try to control my breathing. Holy shit, that was fucking hot. Biting my lip, I moan under my breath. He growls and slams his mouth on mine. Dragging my fingernails up his abs, side, and then his back, his hand sinks in my hair and controls the kiss. Taking his hips, I pull him harder against me. Biting his lip hard and pulling. That causes him to smack my ass, and I moan.

Someone is walking around in the living room and that causes me to pull away. If I don’t stop now, we won’t be stopping. He rests his forehead on my shoulder while we both try to catch our breath.

He grabs my hips and lifts me down to the ground. Taking his hand in mine, I pull him to the living room so we can go and check on Arabella. Walking around the corner the sight before us has us stopping in our tracks. Arabella is sitting on the floor and Isaac is sitting in front of her. He has a tiara on his head and is cradling a doll in one arm.

He hears us walk into the room and his head whips around. “Don’t say a fucking word.”

That causes me to giggle and Kane has a knowing smirk on his face.

“Those big eyes and smile got me. Shit. I couldn’t tell her no.” He looks at Arabella who knows he’s talking about her. She can’t help it; she lays on the charm thick. She gives him her dimpled smile which causes Kane to laugh. She wraps anyone and everyone around her little finger.