This is where my father went wrong with Kady’s mom. Never to my knowledge did he have this conversation with her. Fuck if I’m gonna make the same mistake. “This life isn’t always easy.” The rational part of me says it’s better to have her grasp the full reality of my world now. “I wish I could tell you it’s only about freedom and the open road. All the happy horseshit we tell outsiders. But it’s not. I think you understand some fucked-up events happen in our world.”
She nods for me to continue.
“You’re so good, Kady. You deserve better than a man who could easily end up behind bars one of these days.”
She gasps and opens her mouth, but I cut her off with a kiss.
“I’m not saying we’re sloppy or into heinous stuff. But you know the club isn’t on the right side of the law, Kady. You’ve gotten hints of that over the years.” Kady’s too fucking smart not to have noticed some of things my club’s a part of.
She hesitates. “Yes.”
A bolt of anxiety strikes me. The last thing I want to do is chase her away. “I’ll do my best to never involve you in any of it. And I’ll make sure if something happens to me, you’re taken care of. I promise you that.”
“Blaise.” Her hands frame my face. Soft, warm palms pressing against my skin. “I can’t stand the thought of anything bad happening to you. I love you so much.”
“I think my odds of staying safe are higher if you’re by my side, Kady.”
She blinks a few times, unable it seems, to come up with a response. “I don’t know about that. Look at the trouble I already caused you.”
I wave my hand in the air, trying to dismiss her guilt. “That’s not on you. Red Storm are a bunch of wankers. They never should’ve touched you.”
“Still, if you really want me to be your ol’ lady.” A hesitant smile flickers over her lips. “I should rein in my temper.”
“Maybe. With me you can be as feisty as you want though.”
“Thank you.”
My fingers settle under her chin, lifting her face so she’ll meet my eyes. “What are you plannin’ to do with your degree?”
She raises her shoulders. “I don’t know. If I want to practice, I have to take an exam to get certified.”
“Is that what you want to do?”
“Not really. Not yet, anyway. I kind of wanted to go on for my master’s.” She closes her eyes, and her head thumps against the door. “I totally dropped the ball last semester. Didn’t get any of my applications in on time.” She opens her eyes. “I’m such a fuck-up, Blaise. Why do you care about me?”
“I don’t justcareabout you, Kady. I fucking love you more than fucking air. I’d die for you. Not because of what degree you do or don’t have, but because you’reyou. My Kadydid.”
“Blaise.” She sighs, and a soft smile curves her lips.
I step into her again, pressing my chest against hers and sliding my hand under the hem of her shirt. My knuckles rub over her skin. “Right now. Let’s worry about right now, Kady.”
Reaching up, I peel down any clothes obstructing my view, fully exposing her breasts. Fucking beautiful. She gasps when I suck her nipple deep in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck. That feels, oh…”
Her hips rock into mine, and her hands fumble with my jeans.
I let her nipple go with a wet popping sound and grab her hands, pinning them above her head. “No.”
Her eyes snap open, shooting fire, and she struggles.
I cock my head, studying her. “Now, I need you to givemesome truth, Kady.”
“What? Let me go.”
“No. I like you like this.” My other hand cups her breast, and I rub my thumb over her hard nipple. “Do you? Be honest.”
“I-I love when you’re…rough with me. When you push me.” Her cheeks are so pink, she’s practically glowing.
