Tainted Love(77)
“I think, I might just sleep on this.” I pat the spot next to me.
He laughs and walks back to the kitchen. “Not happening.”
Getting up off the sofa, I follow him into the kitchen. “I should probably tell you now,” I say leaning my elbows on the bench, “I don’t cook. Unless you want food poisoning,” I say batting my lashes.
He pulls out a bottle of champagne Armand de Brignac out of the fridge, takes a glass out of the cupboard and slides it over to me pouring the champagne into my glass.
“Ace of Spades Rose?” I ask, lifting the glass to my lips. “I’m impressed.”
He laughs putting the pink bottle back into the fridge. “So, I like good wine.” He shrugs before continuing, “And it’s a good thing I cook then. I can teach you.”
I gulp down my first mouthful, licking the wine from my lips.
“You cook?” I ask in disbelief.
He rolls his eyes. “Don’t judge. I learned at a young age. When your mom stops being a mom, you have to learn the simple things like cooking or you don’t eat.” My face drops and I round the bench, pulling him into me.
“The fact that you had to go through that breaks my heart. I could never do that to my son, I will never do that to my own son.”
He smirks and leans down to my face. “We should get making then.”
I push at his chest, stopping his movements. “Yeah, no babies. I need to finish Uni, and then we can start. For now, you just keep being the best uncle in the world to the babies you already have.” He pouts and drops his lip. I swear to God, I want to eat him right here on the spot. How am I supposed to let this man out of the house when all I can think about is riding him through until next week.
“I want my own, though, imagine our babies.”
I laugh, taking another gulp of wine. It’s disturbing because the more he talks about it, the more the idea of having his babies excites me.
“What if we have six girls and one boy?” I ask with wide eyes.
His face pales and he shakes his head. “Nope, no way. There’s no way I can pump out that many girls.” He scoops my legs up from under me, carries me to his room, and throws me onto his bed. Before making love to me for the second time today.
He closes his hands around mine as I lay my head on his shoulder.
“You know that was the second time we didn’t use a condom right?” he asks.
I turn my body to face him. “I’m on the pill, Ade.”
He pulls back from me. “Not from now on your not. Throw that shit out. I’m serious, Kalie. Let it be if it’s going to happen. I’ll take care of you.”
My eyes widen. I really don’t think he’s going to drop this baby thing.
“Ade, you haven’t even met my parents yet,” I say leaning up on my hand.
He gets out of bed and throws some jeans on.
“What are you doing?” I ask with a smile.
He throws on a T-shirt. “Get up. We’re going to meet the parents.”
I laugh. “Right now? You want to travel all the way to Las Vegas, right now? I’m tired of traveling. We will go this weekend,” I say, getting up and grabbing onto his hand and pulling him back onto the bed.
He crawls up to me, licking my neck. “Promise?”
I giggle. “I promise.”
My mom is going to eat him alive. Not in the way you probably think a mother would eat her daughter’s new boyfriend who’s part of a motorcycle club alive, but in the way a cougar would. My mom is going to drool all over him and it’s going to be slightly embarrassing.
I cannot wait. Yay. I think sarcastically to myself.
Six Months Later
“Ade, why can’t I take the blindfold off? I’ve seen the plans,” I say as we drive out to our newly built home.
Ade has been adamant that he didn’t want me seeing any progress on the house until it was finished. I started University two months ago, and it’s been a busy time for us, but we’re as strong as ever. Ade’s tattoo parlor is a huge hit downtown and we’ve just opened a custom bike garage as well. He hired people to run both businesses because his main role lies within the club, that hasn’t changed.
Vicky found out that she and Blake are having another baby—twins. So we’re all happy and excited about that, more Ade than anyone. My scary, beautiful beast loves his niece and nephew so much. He’s a big softie with the kids and he’s going to make a great dad, one day, not today though. I have managed to keep him busy with other things to keep his mind off implanting his child into me. I took him to Vegas that weekend to meet my parents, and just as I suspected my mom embarrassingly ogled him. I think back…