The Biker's Fate Chapter 105

Cassidy

I wrapped an arm possessively around Cassidy's waist and pulled her close, only to have her worm her way out of my hold and step closer to Maverick. She sent me a look that spoke volumes, though, and I frowned at her. I picked up that she didn't want public displays of affection around her son, at least not yet, but that didn't mean I had to like it.

I crossed my arms over my chest and watched as Hawk helped Lily make a shot, even though it was boys against girls. Lily stared up at her dad with hero worship in her eyes and I hoped I'd have that one day. I wanted nothing more than to have kids with Cassidy... I just had to figure out how to make it happen sooner than later.

A few minutes later, once the girls had "won" the game, Cassidy declared it was time to get Maverick home and into bed.

"Aw, Mom, Lily and I were going to play Super Smash Bros."

"I'm sure Mrs. James and I can figure out a time for you and Lily to have a play date. Maybe at our place," Cassidy countered. "So, you can play another day."

"But we don't have Super Smash Bros," Maverick whined.

"But we do," Payton interjected. "You can come over anytime and play."

"Can I, Mom?" he begged.

Cassidy nodded. "I will set something up with Mrs. James, okay?"

Maverick let out a fist pump and grinned. "Awesome!"

"Did you leave anything in the playroom?" Cassidy asked.

"Oh, my DS," he said.

"I'll help you find it," Lily offered, and the two made a run for the playroom.

I watched them go and then smiled down at Cassidy. "Brings back a few memories, huh?"

She nodded and turned away, but not before I caught the sheen of tears in her eyes. I slid my hand to her neck and gave her a gentle squeeze, kissing her temple.

"I guess we should exchange phone numbers," she murmured, and pulled her phone from her pocket, effectively pulling away from me.

I took her phone, entered my info, then texted myself. I was handing her phone back just as Maverick and Lily returned, portable gaming console in hand.

"Found it," Maverick declared.

"Good job." Cassidy took a few minutes to say her goodbyes and then I walked them to Cassidy's car.

"Get yourself buckled, Mav," she instructed. "I'm going to talk to Carter for a minute."

"Okay, Mom," he said, and climbed into the car.

"What's your week like?" I asked.

"I work full time, so I'm usually home by six after I pick Mav up from daycare."

"You don't work tomorrow, right?" I was having a difficult time not touching her, but I understood her need to go slow with Maverick around.

She smiled. "No, I make it a point not to work on Sundays."

"We're gonna do something, then."

"We are, are we?"

I nodded. "And Monday, and Tuesday, and Wednesday... getting the picture?"

Cassidy giggled. "Yes, I'm getting the picture, but I have a busy week, so I can't promise we'll see each other every day."

"Yeah, you can."

"Carter, I can't just drop everything in my life because you decree we will spend every waking moment together. I dance on Mondays, Mav has karate on Tuesday nights, then swimming on Thursday nights. Not to mention, by the time I've worked a full day, picked him up from daycare, cooked dinner, bathed, and put him to bed, I'm usually collapsing into bed myself. Maybe we can just plan the weekend after next."

"Hell, no. I'm not waiting that long, Cass."

"Well, I'm driving down to my parents on Friday night, so I don't know when else we'll manage it."

"Fuck!" I snapped.

Cassidy growled in frustration. "Six-year-old kid right there, buddy."

I squeezed the bridge of my nose.

"I should go," she said.

"Baby, wait." I slid my hand to her neck. "Tomorrow, we'll sit down and figure it all out."

"What if I have plans tomorrow?"

"Then you need to change them."

"Ohmigod, Carter, you are an idiot."

I grinned, leaning down to kiss her. She pushed at my chest, but I wouldn't budge. We were close enough to the car that, even if Maverick cared about anything other than his video game, he'd only see my side. I broke the kiss and stroked her cheek. "I'm bringin' you breakfast."

"You don't even know where I live."

I chuckled. "What does Mav like to eat?"

"He's a six-year-old boy. What did you like to eat when you were six?"

"Anything with sugar."

"Well, there you go. Nothing's changed."

"I'll be at your place at seven," I said.

"If you are, I will maim you."

"Nine, then."

Cassidy threw her hands in the air. "Fine. Come at nine, but as soon as you get there, you can watch Maverick while I go back to bed."

I dropped my head back and laughed. "Okay, baby. Whatever you want."

"I really should go, Carter. I hate driving this late."

"Want me to drive you?"

"No, it's okay." She smiled up at me. "I need a little time to process."

I stroked her cheek and kissed her quickly. "Text me when you're inside and safe."

"I'll try."

"Do."

She rolled her eyes. "Still bossy."

"Still stubborn," I retorted.

Cassidy sighed. "I'll see you tomorrow."

I nodded and watched her climb into her car and drive away.