Tainted Love: Sinful Souls MC #3 (29 page)

He collapses down, putting all his weight onto me while we both try to catch air.

“Holy fuck,” he says into my neck.

“Holy fuck is right,” I answer back.

He gets up off me and swings his legs off my bed and sits there looking out the window. “Do you love me, Kalie?” he asks. The question throws me off. I crawl across the bed wrapping my arms around his torso from behind.

“Why are you asking me this?”

He turns slightly to me. “Answer the question.”

I smile at him, bringing my body around and straddling him from the front. I run my hands over his face and look deep into his eyes.

“Fuck! I love you. You have no idea how much I fucking love you,” I say with a smile.

He laughs, pulling me back as he lands on his back with me on top of him. “I do. I love you, too. I never thought I’d ever love anyone as much as I love you, Kalie. I never want to live another day apart from you ever again,” he says with complete seriousness.

“I love you, but I have some issues,” I say, pulling my hair behind my ears.

He wraps his arms around me and lies me next to him on the bed. “Shoot,” he replies, pulling back so he can look at me.

“So you’re a hitman?” I ask.

“I don’t remember telling you that.”

“You didn’t, I overheard a conversation when I was taken. Also, Alaina and Vicky pretty much imply it all the time.”

He pauses for a second before looking to me. “Do you want to know it all, or do you want to know nothing? We always ask this question, but the other girls have had more time to decide. We usually need an answer before the wedding day. But you need to tell me now before this conversation can continue. Do you want to know it
all
, or do you want to know
nothing
?” he asks uneasily.

I think over his words for a few seconds until I realize that nothing will ever be able to change the way I feel about him. My world began the day I meet him and it would end if I left him.

“I want to know it all,” I murmur.

He gets up, propping himself on his elbows. “I am. That’s aside from the club. It’s how I earn. I have a large amount of funds because of it.”

“And these people…are they bad?”

“I don’t know. I get the slip and do the deed.”

“Do you not care?”

He laughs. “No. Not a single fuck is given when it comes to taking someone’s life. Does that scare you?”

I swallow. “No. It should, but I know you wouldn’t hurt me, and I see how you are with people you actually care about. It’s something fierce.” I put my hand up signaling that I’m not finished. “I can’t do the hitman thing, Ade. I can do the club, and will never, ever, expect you to leave. I love those girls in my life. But the hitman thing? Yeah, I have major issues with it.” He lies back on his back, looking up at the ceiling.

“I thought you might,” he says looking over at me.

“It’s why I quit. I ended it all and invested some of the money into a few things. One being a tattoo parlor and the rest I put into shares. I want this with you, Kalie. I want it all.”

I smile a wide smile. “Really? You’ve done that?”

He laughs and pulls me back on top of him, so I’m straddling him.

“Yes, but I can’t guarantee I won’t be doing stuff for the club.”

I shake my head. “I can live with that.”

He pulls my face down to his, kissing me on the lips.

“Move to Westbeach with me,” he whispers on my lips.

“What?” I reply, shocked. “I can’t, I have my job here…that I’m meant to be starting back at tonight.”

He shakes his head. “Fuck that, Kal. Enroll into WBU, and get your Law Degree. Do shit you want to do. I’ll support you through it all. All you will need to do is study,” he says casually. I look down at him in shock.

“Ade, I cannot expect you to carry me like that.”

“Kalie, I love you, and you love me. There’s no way in hell I’m leaving this place without you permanently on my bike. We’ve been doing this shit for too long, and I’m not living without you ever again.”

“Ade, let me just think about it? Please. At least let me apply to WBU and see where that goes.”

“No. You can do that shit from Westbeach. Don’t fucking fight me on this, you’re coming,” he says seriously.

I try to bargain with him.

“How about I come with you and apply, see how it all goes. But, I don’t move in unless I get accepted and I get a job?” I raise my eyebrows at him.

He smiles. “That seems pretty fucking reasonable. Aside from the job part, fuck that. I will support you and that’s final.” He squeezes my ass and taps it. “Shower time,” he hints with mischief.

“Oh, I’m sure it’s shower time,” I say laughing while getting off him.

Fuck. My life is about to turn upside down.

We pull up to his apartment on the back of his bike. I love riding with him now, and I’m almost certain that I want my own bike. We came straight from Hollywood to his house. I think back to the conversation I had with Carter before we left…

“So you’re moving in with him?” Carter asked in a flat tone.

“No, I’m going there to sort out my options. I can’t dance forever, Carter. I want a career.”

“Please don’t leave me,” he said, dropping his lip.

“I’m three hours away. It’s okay, you can visit whenever you want, and I’m not moving out yet, all my crap is still here and I’ll still cover my half of the rent.” Carter looked to Ade then looked back to me. I see Ade’s head shaking out of the corner of my eye, so I snap my head to him.

“What?” I asked Ade.

When I saw he was not going to answer me, I looked back at Carter.

“Spit it out, Priscilla, I don’t have all day.” His mouth dropped open and I heard Ade spit out some of his drink before laughing his ass off in the kitchen.

“Bitch,” Carter sneered with a smirk.

“Since you asked, so nicely. Ade covered your half of the rent to last for a while,” he added smugly.

“What!” I screeched. “Give it back, now!”

“Mmm, no. Now you can concentrate on sorting out Uni. It all makes sense, though. When you first handed me the cash I was confused,” he added, walking into the kitchen to pour himself a coffee.

I looked to Ade. “You fucking bought me?”

He laughed, standing from his seat and pulling me into him. “That’s a little dramatic, baby.”

I pouted at him and he bit down on my lip. “What’s mine is yours. Get used to it. I don’t take no for an answer…ever.”

Oh, fuck! What have you gotten yourself into now, Kalie? I thought.

I swing my leg off his bike and cannot feel my ass at all, but I’m not complaining. He takes my hand and pulls me toward his apartment.

“I’m almost scared to walk in here,” I say as we move through the glass doors, where a door attendant stands to greet us. It’s over the top flash. Do these people not wonder how a guy in an MC is living so lavishly?

When we reach the elevator, he punches in a number and it sets off.

“For the record, I’ve never brought anyone back to my house…any of my houses. Ever.”

I smile at him because I know he’s not lying. There’s no way he’d have given any girl the time of day to bring her to his house.

“So you’re building a house?” I ask.

“Yeah, Blake’s doing it for me. I sort of interrupted his plans by throwing in a few extra rooms, though,” he says with a smile.

“Oh? A few extra rooms?” I ask intrigued.

“Yeah, for all the kids I want you to have,” he shrugs casually.

“Ade!” I laugh.

We’ve never talked about kids or marriage before, I guess I just assumed that they would come in time and I’m in no rush to do either of those things.

“What? I want six kids, five boys then one girl.”

The elevator door pings open and he tugs my hand, pulling me down the hallway.

“Six?” I screech. “Yeah, no. No way. You’re going to need to find another broad to give you your Brady Bunch.” He laughs, reaching a door and swiping his key card through it.

“I don’t want it with anyone else, I only want
our
kids. If it’s not with you, then it’s not with anyone.” He swings open his door and I’m greeted with an immaculate apartment space.

“Holy shit,” I whisper while glancing around the place. One would think someone who wears a suit lives here, not someone who wears an MC patch. However, it feels empty, as if he never spends any time here. It definitely needs a women’s touch.

“What does
‘holy shit’
mean?” he asks walking into the open-plan marble kitchen and dropping his keys on the counter.

“It means, I wasn’t expecting you to be so…tidy? Classical? I don’t know. It’s beautiful,” I say smiling at him. He walks to the fridge, takes out a beer and moves over to me, pulling me into his chest.

“It’s just for now, baby. Once the house is done, you can do whatever you want with the space. I’ll leave all that shit up to you.” I look up to him, almost hurting my neck because he’s
that
tall.

I pinch my lips together. “It all seems a little much? Doesn’t it?”

He shakes his head, putting his beer back on the bench and picking me up as if I weigh nothing. But, in actual fact, I know I weigh at least, one hundred and thirty-eight pounds, and that’s being generous.

“Baby, I’ve loved you since day one. My heart knew before my mind did. I should’ve guessed it because of the feelings I had for you. But for some people, it doesn’t always work out like that.”

I swallow and look into his eyes. “So this doesn’t feel fast to you?”

He shakes his head. “Hell no. This is something that should’ve been done a long fucking time ago.”

He pulls my face down to his, kissing me long and hard. With his soft lips meshing perfectly with mine. He places me back down to the floor, grasping my hand and picking up his beer.

“Come, I’ll show you around.”

I follow him around, as he shows me all three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a games room. The master bedroom is huge, with a super king sized leather bed and a massive walk in wardrobe. The en-suite bathroom that comes off the master bedroom is amazing and by far one of my most favorite rooms in the house. It’s all black marble with a supersized tub that sits in the middle of the room. When we come back into the living room, he picks me back up and throws me onto his over-sized large L shaped sofa. It could fit ten Ades and King Kong on it. I laugh and sink down into the huge cushions that scatter around the sofa.

“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.