I swallow the bite I’d taken and laugh. “Good special, I hope.”
His laughter dies out and he just smiles at me. “Real good, darling.”
“So,” I say, wiping my hands with the provided napkin. “You have no brothers or sisters?” I ask.
“Nah none. My parents were as fucked-up as they come. My dad more so than my mom,” he replies, looking out to the ocean.
“Your mom? She passed away when you were young?”
He doesn’t look to me, just keeps his eyes locked on the ocean. “Yeah, she killed herself when I was fifteen. Came home after a fight and found her sliced up on the kitchen floor. Lifeless.”
My eyes widen in shock. I’m speechless. No one should have to find their mother dead, let alone a fifteen-year-old boy discovering such a graphic scene.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter because I have no idea what else to say.
He pulls his eyes away from the ocean to look at me. “Don’t be sorry, I got over it pretty quickly.”
I raise my eyebrows out of shock at his choice of words. How would one get over that, let alone get over it so quickly? I don’t know what else to do, so I move into his arm and lay down with him. He looks down at me and smiles before pulling me under his arm and rolling on top of me.
“Ade…” I say in warning. He tilts his head to the side, smirks and places one of his legs inside mine.
“Kalie…” he mimics.
“Kalie-Rose, if you want to be formal.”
His eyes narrow and he sucks in a breath. “Kalie-Rose is your full name?”
I smile. “Kalie-Rose Reynolds is my full name. But yeah, Kalie-Rose is my full first name.”
His eyes search mine and he plants a soft kiss on my lips. “How did I get someone so fucking perfect?”
“Seriously, people will start staring soon,” I say, slowly turning bright red at his movements. His face holds that same smirk while he pulls on his other leg.
My eyes widen again. “You cannot—”
He grinds his hips into me in a circular motion. I moan out and bite my lower lip. He brings his head down to my neck and bites down.
“I’ll do what I want, baby.” Running his tongue all the way over my neck and up to my ear. I’m lost in my own little world of Ade and Kalie when it all stops and he gets off me. I frown and prop myself up on my elbows.
“No fair!” I pout, and he laughs, gripping onto my hands and pulling me up.
“We need to get back to this wedding before shit blows up.” He pulls me in for a kiss. When he lets me go, I pick up our rubbish and follow him back to the car.
On our way to my apartment, we talk as though we’ve known each other for years. Everything is so easy with him. However, I can’t help but feel it’s a little too easy, like the calm before the storm. No one gets this much of a good thing without a little crazy. The car shuts off and I jump out.
“I’m pretty sure you’re too big to even fit in my apartment door, but let’s try.”
He laughs while slamming his door closed. “You want me to stop shredding?”
I grab onto his humongous arms, my little hands can’t even wrap around half of his bicep. I shake my head and turn red. “Nope, definitely a no to that one.”
We begin walking into my apartment. Dropping my keys onto the bench I walk up into my room. “I won’t be long, just need to get a few things.”
I start to gather up my shampoo and conditioner when I feel him walk into my room. He looks around and for the first time ever, I feel self-conscious about what my room looks like. It’s all very casual and plain. My wooden bed sits in the middle of the room with bedside drawers on either side. There’s a long boy chest opposite the bed that has a large flat screen television on it, because, well, I love Netflix in bed. He walks up to my bedside table and picks up a photo. It’s a picture of me, Carter and Dominic. Swallowing hard I look up to find him staring at me, silently questioning the photo.
“Friends Ade. He’s just a friend.”
He puts the picture back down and moves to me.
“Friends, hmm? Did he, or did he not, make a move on you?” he asks.
“He was confused,” I reply nervously, looking around the room.
Ade wraps his hands around my neck and pulls me into him. I feel the bulge in his pants pushing up against my stomach, and it turns me on. He brings his lips down to my ear, running over the edges carefully, making my eyes close and a moan slip out.
“Let’s try that again pumpkin, and it would be in your best interests to be honest with me. Did he…” he licks around my earlobe, “or did he not…” running his hand down, cupping my ass and pulling me into him, “make a move on you?” he whispers into my ear, rubbing me roughly up against his dick.