Approximately fifteen minutes later, we pull into the car park of a rough looking bar. The motorcycles all around suggest it’s a biker bar. My door is pulled open and Kade pulls me into his arms and puts me down on the floor.
Let’s have a drink!” he suggests thoughtfully.
I look at the time on my phone, one pm. “A bit early, don’t you think?” I muse.
“Live a little Layla,” Kade says as we walk into the bar. We sit down on battered red bar stools and Kade orders us two beers.
I lean closer to him and whisper, “You going to tell me why we are here?” Seriously. The curiosity and suspense are killing me.
“Like I said, I need your help with something,” he says mysteriously. I sigh, and sip my beer. “This is my favorite bar,” he says randomly.
“Okay?”
“And here comes the reason I need you here. I owe you Layla,” he says quickly.
“Kade, what the hell are you... Who the f**k is this bitch?” I turn around and come face to face with an extremely mad woman. Her face is red, and she looks like she is going to kill someone. And that someone would be me.
“Kate,” Kade nods dismissively. “This is my girlfriend. I told you we are done, so you need to get the picture sweetheart. It was fun while it lasted but as you can see I’ve moved on.” He puts him arm around me and pulls me against his extremely hard body. I pinch him, hard. He laughs. The bastard laughs!
Kate stares me down, and then hisses “He’s just going to use you and spit you out; he will come back to me. Enjoy him while you can.”
Kate storms out, shaking her hips exaggeratingly. When she is out of view, I turn around and glare at Kade.
“Was that seriously necessary?” I growl.
Kade nods, “Yes. This is my bar. She kept coming here, making scenes and causing drama.”
“How did you even know that she would be here?” I ask.
“One, I’m usually here around this time, and two, a friend of mine messaged and told me.”
I roll my eyes, “Give a girl a little warning next time would you!”
Kade laughs. “I will. Come on, this is a bonding experience. Don’t you feel more comfortable with me now? I know last night you were a little iffy around us. I know it’s hard to be around such a sexy man as myself, but you will get used to it in time Layla.” He looks smug. I playfully slap his arm.
“You are too much Kade! I’m going to have women making voo doo dolls and stuff, out to get me,” I mumble dryly.
Kade kisses me softly on the cheek, causing me to blush. “I owe you Layla.”
“Yeah you do! Come on let’s play some pool while we are here.”
“Can you stop bending over so low when you hit the ball?” Kade growls so only I can hear.
“What?” I ask, confused.
“There are men, staring,” he gestures to my chest, “at your tits!” I look down at my chest, and only the slightest bit of cle**age is showing.
“That girl Kate had ten times more cle**age than me and you’re giving me a lecture?” I hiss defensively. Kade crosses his arms over this chest, pool cue still in one hand.
“Is that the kind of girl you want to compare yourself to? Kate?”
I shut up.
I pull up my top.
And I give Kade a dirty look.
Kade grins his approval.
******
I’m sitting in my room, surfing the internet. I’m seriously bored. I have nothing to do; I’ve already organized, cleaned and called my parents and Nikki. I have no idea what James and Kade are doing, but I heard a few voices out there and I’m feeling a little shy to just walk out there. I pull out my kindle and start reading some J.R Ward when there is a slight knock on my door.
“Yeah?” I call out.
“Can I come in?” It’s Kade.
“Sure.”
He opens the door and sticks his head in, taking a look around.
“What can I do for you Kade?” I ask him.
He chuckles. “You are asking for a sexual innuendo right there.”
I roll my eyes. “What’s up?”
He walks over and sits on my bed, making himself comfortable.
“Well, it seems you have been hiding in your room all day, so I wanted to tell you to stop being a snob and come and hang out with us. We’re having drinks on the deck.”
“Who is ‘we’,” I ask him.
Kade lifts an eyebrow. “Does it matter?”
“I guess not,” I mumble sulkily.
“Come on, don’t be shy. This is your house too,” he tells me in a serious tone.
“Okay,” I say, exhaling hard. I jump out of bed and walk out with Kade. When I only see James sitting on the deck, drink in hand, I turn and give Kade a look. He gives me an easy smile in return. I sit down, and James hands me a beer.
“Done hiding?” James teases. I blush. “Oh come on Layla, I’m just playing. You don’t need to hide from us,” he says. I’m about to respond when a girl walks out onto the deck. Short white shorts and a white net top, I can practically see her br**sts. She takes a seat on Kade’s lap.
“Eve, this is Layla, she lives here with us,” Kade introduces us.
Eve pouts. “She lives here... with you?” She repeats slowly.
“Yep,” Kade replies, popping the P.
“I don’t like it,” she replies after a few moments.
“You don’t need to like anything,” Kade says before taking a sip of his beer.