Tainted Love: Sinful Souls MC #3 (13 page)

“Can’t say I’m surprised,” Zane says in between his drinks.

“Me either,” Blake adds.

I laugh. “Oh really? None of you fuckers were going to let me know about these thoughts?”

They both laugh. “So, you’re going to make her your old lady?” Blake asks.

I shrug. “If there were ever to be a girl that could tame me, it’d be her.”

Blake chuckles. “Brother, do not go down that road. Trust me.”

I nod my head in understanding because I do trust him. He and Vicky fucked around a lot. “I trust you, but I’m not fighting my feelings for her. I know I care about her a little too much, and I know she had an impact on me all those years ago. But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to cut my balls off and hand them to her. Fuck that.”

They both start laughing when Zane stands, throwing bills on the table.

“Where are we going now?” Harvey asks while getting a lap dance from one of the strippers.

“To check on something.”

We’re dancing to Ludacris
‘What’s Your Fantasy’
when I feel another body push up behind me, only this one feels like a big rock wall.

I whip around, ready to start swinging. “Yeah, fuck—” I stop mid-speech when I see it’s Ade. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.

“Is there’s a reason why you’re skittish with people touching you?” he asks, tilting his head.

“You’re very observant.” I narrow my eyes at him bravely, and then I remember his threats from earlier. Turning bright red, I realize I’m standing in the first dress I pulled on
.

Oh, fuck
.

He shrugs. “I have to be. Now answer the question?”

Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him back down to me. “There was a guy at the other bar that tried to grind on me. Told him to fuck off, though.” He narrows his eyes, pulling me into him forcefully before picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist while he carries me out of there. At least I’m not over his shoulders. He brings his lips up to mine and smirks before sliding his tongue over them slowly.

“Maybe, it’s because you wore this?” He pinches at my dress and instantly I go red.

“I…um. Peer pressure,” I say coyly.

“Peer pressure?” he asks, dropping his eyes into an evil glare.

There’s that look again.

I’ll need new panties.

“Mm-hmm.” I smile and bite down on his lip.

“You’re fucking trouble, you know that. But you’re
my
trouble.”

He places me down to the floor, grasping onto my hand. “We are leaving. If I have to watch one more guy look at you in that dress, I’m going to go
Rampage Jackson
on them.”

I’m certain he’s just as scary, if not more than
, Rampage Jackson
. We’re almost out the door when I feel my phone vibrate again in my clutch.

“Shit, I need to get this.” Opening my clutch, I rush out the door to answer my phone without the loud music blaring in the background.

“Hello,” I answer, watching Ade saunter to me slowly.

“Kalie? It’s Sarah. Carter’s mom.”

“Oh. Hey, Sarah. Everything okay?”

“Carter’s been in a serious accident. He’s in the hospital right now.”

I throw my hand up to my mouth in shock, my stomach rolling over. “What! What happened?”

“I don’t know love. I can discuss the details with you when you get here.”

I nod my head and look to Ade as a single tear drops from my eye. Wiping it away quickly I tell her, “I’ll be there in a few hours.”

Hanging up my phone, Ade’s face slackened, his brow furrowed and he bit his lower lip in concern. “Who was that?”

“It was my best friend Carter’s mom. He’s been in a serious accident, and I have to leave. Now.”

“The wedding is on Sunday,” he murmurs.

“I know. I’ll be back. I just have to go and see what’s happening. I’ll come back tomorrow night.”

“I’m coming with you,” he says, pulling me to him.

“You don’t have to do that,” I reply, hugging his huge body.

“I want to, we can take my car. You can text Vicky when we’re on the road.”

I nod my head in understanding and look up to him. He brushes my hair out of my face and kisses me softly on the lips. My feelings for him are growing too fast for me to handle, and I really hope I don’t get hurt.

After going back to my hotel room and quickly changing, we get on the road, heading back to Hollywood. Feeling sick, I hope he’s okay. Ade’s hand grasps onto my thigh.

“It’s going to be okay, babe.”

Smiling at him and looking out the window, I watch the trees passing the window. “I hope so. Carter’s my best friend and I love him, but I know he can get rowdy.”

“Is he straight?” Ade asks, looking at me sideways.

“No Ade, he’s as gay as they come.”

He nods his head in understanding, turning his attention back to the road. “So you dance in Hollywood? Phoebe says you’re quite the girl here.”

I raise my eyebrows. “Yeah, I guess I am. I’m pretty good at what I do. I think that came from the endless ballet glasses my mom pushed me into from as soon as I could walk. I hated it, ballet sucked, but I was good…really good. One day, I was dancing along to Timberland
‘Bounce,’
you know, after watching
Step Up 2
, I wanted to learn the whole dance, and I did. However, my mom walked in on me in my dance studio that she’d had built into our home. She was disgusted with me and converted my dancing studio into another drinking slash living room for her and her friends as punishment.” I look to Ade and see him watching me every two seconds while keeping his eyes on the road.

“Your mom sounds like a bitch.”

I laugh. “She was. That was mainly because she was constantly trying to keep up with her pathetic Stepford wife friends, and the church. My parents were Mormon, they are not anymore. They’re entirely different people now. Not like that at all. I love to dance, it’s a passion of mine and I think something incredibly beautiful happens when your passion turns into your work. However, I also would love it to be just a hobby. I don’t want to be shaking my ass for these music videos for all my life.” I open the glove box and pull out a bag of pretzels that Ade put in there before we left.

“What is it that you want to do?” he asks softly.

“I’ve always wanted to be a criminal defense lawyer.”

He laughs and rubs a hand over his mouth before he stops abruptly when he sees my eyes drop. “Sorry baby, I wasn’t laughing because I don’t think you can do it. I was laughing because how ironic that would be if you were a lawyer, and being with me.”

I smile and crunch down on a pretzel. “Yeah I guess. It’s just a dream anyway.”

“Wake up baby,” I hear Ade’s voice through my sleep.

“Shit, did I fall asleep?” I stretch out my arms.

“Yeah, come on, we’re here.”

Unbuckling my belt, I open my door. Ade walks around to my side and grabs onto my hand while we walk into the hospital hand-in-hand. It feels natural, everything with him does. It feels as though we’ve been together for years. When we reach the reception area, I notice an elderly woman typing away at her keyboard behind her desk.

“I’m here to see Carter Benson,” I say, tapping the counter out of nerves.

“Are you family?” she asks.

“Yes. Yes, I’m family,” I say without hesitation.

“He’s in the ER, follow the red arrows.”

“Thanks.”

We begin following the red arrows until they lead us to a set of large doors. Pushing them open, we make my way in to where Sarah and Rob, Carter’s parents are sitting. I drop Ade’s hand and pull them both in for a hug.

“This is my boyfriend, Ade,” I introduce casually pointing to him standing beside me.

It’s not until I see the smile on his face that I realize what I’ve just referred to him as. I don’t know why the man is surprised, it’s not as if he gave me a choice in the matter.

“Nice to meet you, Ade,” both Sarah and Rob say in unison. They are amazing parents, never judging anyone. So meeting a man with an MC patch is no issue for them.

“What happened?” I ask them both while taking a seat.

“The police are saying that someone ran him off the road.”

I look to them both the color draining from my face in shock. “What do you mean
ran him off the road
?”

“There’s evidence at the crash site that shows there was another vehicle involved. The police are in the process of gathering CTV footage.”

“Oh my God,” I gasp staring wide-eyed. “Why would anyone want to hurt, Carter?” I shake my head.

Ade sits down next to me and pulls me under his arm, laying a kiss on my head. “It’s going to be okay, baby. I’ll handle it.”

A couple of hours later, two police officers walk in with a doctor. We all stand and make our way to them.

The officers look between Ade and me. “Are you okay with them hearing this?”

Sarah nods. “Kalie is family.”

“We have the footage we were looking for, and just as suspected someone ran him off the road,” one of the officers says to Sarah.

I look up to the police officers confusion written all over my face. “Intentionally? Carter has no enemies
at all
.”

He smiles. “It appears that he doesn’t right now, but—”

“No, he has no enemies. I live with him. Sure he has his cat fights, but no one that would want to harm him—”

The doctor interrupts. “He would like to see you all now, said something about a nookie?”

I laugh and hook my hand around Ade’s elbow. “You’re in for a treat.”

Walking down the corridor until I see his name on one of the tags, Sarah and Rob follow closely behind me. When I see the door, I push it open and notice Carter sitting up in his bed with a bandage wrapped firmly around his head.

“Oh my God!” I run to his bedside. Ade hangs back, closing the door behind all of us.

“Hey baby G, I’m fine. Mom! Vicky is going to kill me if Kalie doesn’t show for the wedding!” he scolds his mother.

Ade walks around the curtain and Carter gasps. “Sweet baby Jesus. I would stay celibate for two years for that too,” Carter says loudly, eyeing Ade from head to toe. Ade looks to him eyes wide. I smack Carter on the shoulder, saving him before Ade decides to go all
Jack the Ripper
on his ass. Although, something tells me, that because he knows how much Carter means to me, he will tolerate him. I hope.

“Stop! Ade, this is Carter. Carter…Ade.”

I sit down on a seat at the end of the bed so his mom and dad can have a moment with him. Ade walks over to me, picks me up out of my seat, sits in it and then places me on his lap.

He kisses my neck and whispers, “Boyfriend, huh?”

“Well, after all that begging from you, I thought I better, at least, put a label on us.”

He smiles a broad smile, squeezing my inner thigh. “Touché babe.” The gesture setting all my hormones into overdrive. I look to him behind me and smile. Leaning in, he kisses my nose. I feel like locking him up for months just to have my wicked way with him.

Seriously, I think I need to do that.
I make a mental note of that fact.

Basically, I just want to have sex with him nonstop while loving the shit out of him. Loving is in the eventual
category, I think.
Shit.
When I snap out of our playfulness and look up to Carter, I can see him smiling at us.

“What!” I snap at him with a grin.

“You gave him the nookie. See, I done told you.”

Rolling my eyes before setting my face back into a serious look. “Carter, do you remember much from that night?”

He looks uneasy, all playfulness gone. He sits up on his bed and looks at his mom and dad.

“Can you guys go home and get me some clothes, please? I have none here, and I’m not wearing these the whole time I’m in this hole.”

His parents look at him worriedly before he adds, “Its fine, Mom. I just want to catch up with Kalie.” They both nod, giving him a kiss on the cheek and then leaving.

Once they’ve left the room, I look to Carter. “So?”

He shakes his head. “I don’t remember much, but I do remember a van. It was white and had men in balaclavas inside it. When they were trying to push me off the road, I wouldn’t budge, until one of them wound their window down and flashed a gun at me. I freaked the fuck out and swerved off the road, hitting a tree.”

Looking to Ade who has his eyebrows drawn in together he says, “You didn’t see anyone else? Remember anything distinctive about the van?” Ade asks with his arm draped around me as he rubs circles on my arm causing goose bumps to rise on the skin.

Carter shakes his head. “I didn’t see anyone else. The only other thing I can think of regarding the van is that it had chrome mag wheels.”

Ade nods his head looks at me and smiles. “That’s enough information, I can get the rest.”

He taps my leg. “Hop up for a sec, baby.”

I jump up off his leg while he pulls out his phone. Looking to Carter I ask, “You’re okay, though? Aside from your head?”

Ade pulls me back down onto his lap forcefully while I’m talking, causing me to yelp in surprise.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, baby G.”

“Drago? Need you to run through some CCTV footage, I’ll be home tonight,” Ade says authoritatively over the phone. I glance at my watch and see it’s close to four o’clock in the morning. I look down at him from his lap, studying his eyes, and he smiles and winks at me before looking at Carter. “Where was the accident?” Ade asks Carter, who tells him the location, which Ade then relays to the man down the phone line before he ends the call.

He grabs onto my hand and kisses my knuckles. “I’ll have some more info tonight.”

I swallow down my worry and look back at Carter. “We better go, no doubt Vicky will be freaking out because I didn’t get time to tell her we were leaving.”

Carter nods his head. “Then yes, you better.”

“I just need to stop at home and pick up a few more things. Do you need anything else from home?” I ask Carter, but he shakes his head. “All right then,” I say walking up to him and giving him a quick kiss on the head. “Stay safe, please!”

He brushes my worry away. “I’m always safe.”