The Biker's Fate Chapter 113

Cassidy

MAVERICK CRASHED AT about eight, which suited me just fine. He'd been nonstop all day and had tired himself out, as did my niece and nephew, which meant I got some quality time with my family without kids.

I headed up to my room about ten and found several texts from Carter on my phone. I'd left it on my dresser, partly on purpose, partly because I'd forgotten to retrieve it after my shower. Instead of texting him back, I called.

"Hey, baby," he said, sounding breathless.

"Hi, honey, you okay?"

"Was just finishing a run."

I slid my watch off. "Want to call me back?"

"Hell, no. I've missed your voice. Just give me a minute to cool down."

"Okay." I grinned. "I talked to Mia. Everything's good."

"I wasn't worried, babe."

"Well, I was," I countered.

He chuckled. "You worry too much, Cass."

"Just because I'm paranoid, doesn't mean no one's following me."

"Yeah, but I'm following them, so I got you, baby."

"Well, there is that." I smiled. "Are you really out running?"

"Treadmill."

"At ten o'clock at night?"

"Baby, you're not here, so I had to work off some pent-up energy."

I bit my lip... hard.

"Babe, you there?"

"Yes," I said, my voice husky. "I was just imagining how you might work off that pent up energy in other ways."

"I'm coming over."

"I don't know if I feel up to working off anything in my parents' house, Carter," I whispered.

"As much as that sucks, I agree with you, but I am gonna come say goodnight," he said. "Do I have to climb the tree?"

I giggled. "Do you want to climb the tree?"

"Not particularly, no."

"I'll meet you on the porch, then."

"I'll grab a shower and be there in a few."

"Okay, honey."

I hung up and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and freshen up a bit. I still had no makeup on and my hair was in a messy bun due to doing nothing all day. I combed it out, then pinched my cheeks for a little color rather than putting makeup on. I'd just have to take it off again, and quite frankly, I couldn't be bothered.

Carter texted me to let me know he was on his way, so I checked on Maverick who was sleeping soundly and then slipped out of the house. It was rather cool, so I grabbed a blanket and sat on the porch swing to wait for him.

"Hey, baby," he said as he jogged up the steps. His hair was still damp, but he smelled delicious as he leaned down to kiss me.

"Hi."

He sat next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. "Missed you today."

"Me too." I smiled up at him. "How'd it all go after you left here?"

"Fine."

"Fine, good, or fine, meh?"

He sighed. "Babe, I'm gonna say somethin' and then you need to drop it."

I pushed away from him and sat up. "Well, that sounds crappy."

"The shit I'm dealin' with with my family has nothin' to do with you. I know you think you've caused a rift or some shit like that, but it's not true."

"So, your mom doesn't blame me for you leaving?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It does to me," I said, and stood. "How can we make a life together if your parents' hate me?"

"They don't hate you, Cass."

I crossed my arms. "Let me tell you a little secret about boys and their mamas. We are vicious when someone hurts them, and I can guarantee that your mother sees me as the enemy in regard to you... especially, because I took you away from her."

He smiled and rose to his feet. "Baby, you didn't take me away from her. And my mom might be working some shit out in her head, but she does not hate you. But even if she did, it wouldn't matter. I choose you and I will every time. She knows that."

Well, that was seriously nice.

"She does?" I whispered.

"Yeah, honey, she does." He pulled me into his arms and gave me a gentle squeeze. "I love you, Cassidy. It's always been you."

"I kinda love you too."

He chuckled, and I dropped my head back to smile up at him. He covered my lips with his as I stood on my tiptoes and opened my mouth, touching my tongue to his and deepening the kiss. Breaking the kiss, he cupped my face and stroked my cheek. "I can't wait to wake up with you every morning."

I grinned. "You think that'll happen?"

"Hell, yeah, it'll happen. I still say we head to the courthouse sooner than later."

"You're an idiot."

"Why am I an idiot?" he challenged.

I pulled away from him, but he held tight. "The fact you don't know why just happens to drive home that you are."

"I'm gonna wear you down, Cassidy, you'll see."

I rolled my eyes. "How long are you staying?"

"Tonight or this weekend?"

"This weekend," I clarified.

"I'm driving home with you."

"What?"

"You let me know when you're ready to go and I'll drive home."

"What about your truck... or bike, or whatever you drove down with?"

He smiled. "I came with Jaxon. He's leaving on Monday."

I dropped my cheek to his chest. "Are you telling me that you came down this weekend because of me and that I don't have to drive all the way home by myself?"

Carter chuckled. "Yeah, baby, that's what I'm telling you."

I squeezed his middle. "Sometimes, Carter Quinn, I love you so much I think I might explode."

He laughed and kissed my head. "Well, don't do that... it's messy."

I grinned and nodded.

"You gonna make out with me a little more before I have to leave?"

Smiling up at him, I licked my lips. "Um, duh."

He led me back to the swing and the make out session commenced.