The Biker's Fate Chapter 190

Knight

I WATCHED KIM walk away. Fuck, she was gorgeous. Especially in a snit. I didn't like that I couldn't follow her to the bedroom... didn't like that some asshole had his hands all over her, let alone hurt her, but I had to take it slow. She had some deep-seated fears I was determined to break through, but first, she had to trust me, which was going to take longer to achieve.

Tonight, was a good start. Tonight, I wouldn't leave her side, and when she figured out she was safe with me, I could finally build on her trust. She came from money... a shit ton of it, but she loved Dani and Booker and treated my brothers, club and blood, like family, so she wasn't a snob... well, not a big one anyway. Even so, I'd picked up on tension between her and her parents, so I wasn't sure how murky her family waters were. In my opinion, money had a tendency to fuck people up, so I'd need to go in easy.

I grinned again, finishing my beer and slipping my boots off. Her sofa rocked. Most comfortable piece of furniture I'd ever sat on, so I grabbed a pillow and the remote just as my phone buzzed. It was Mack. "Hey, Mack."

"The asshole drugged her. GHB."

"On top of beatin' the shit out of her?" I sat up. "What the fuck?"

"We're dealin' with him, just wanted you to know."

"Thanks, man." I rubbed my forehead. "I got Kim."

Silence.

"You hear me?" I said.

"Yeah, man, I hear you," Mack said.

"'Night."

With a sigh, I hung up, found a college football game, and hunkered in for a relaxing night. I was torn between wanting to kill the man who attacked Kim, and find out what the hell was actually going on, and staying here with Kim to make sure she was safe. Since I trusted my brothers to handle the asshole, I decided I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

These were my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep, only to be shocked awake by soft lips on mine, and a firm, but gentle hand on my dick.

"Fuck," I hissed, blinking my eyes open and finding Kim above me.

"Hey, baby," she crooned, kissing me again.

I enjoyed her mouth for several minutes before coming to my senses and breaking the connection. "Kim, sugar, what are you doin'?"

"Easing some of my discomfort," she said. "I'm horny."

As much as it killed me, I pulled her hand from my rock-hard dick and turned my head to avoid her kiss. "No, sug. Not like this."

"Come to my bedroom," she suggested.

"Damn it, Kim." I took her face in my hands. "You're so fucking beautiful."

She smiled, her thick, dark hair falling across her face. "I'm glad you think so."

"But this isn't going to happen." I pushed up and stood.

"What?" she asked, her hooded eyes glassy with need.

"Babe, you've had a fuckin' bad night and I'm not takin' advantage of that."

She ran her hands up my chest, kissing my throat. "You're not taking advantage of anything."

"Fuck." I squeezed my eyes shut and dropped my head back. "No."

She gave a disbelieving giggle. "Knight, don't be an idiot. I know you want me. Now's your chance. No strings."

I looked at her again and sighed. The problem was, I wanted strings. Badly. "Not gonna happen."

"Aidan," she whispered.

"Fuck me," I breathed out.

"I'm tryin' here!" she teased.

"No, Kim. No." I watched in both fascination and horror as her face changed. She went from open and sexy to closed and emotionless in zero point two. "Honey? You okay?" She continued to shut down in front of me and my heart raced. "Kim?"

She tapped my chest, stepped back, and walked to her front door. "Goodnight."

I chuckled. "Babe."

"If you're not out of my apartment in twenty-five seconds, I will call the police."

I narrowed my eyes; unsure she saw me... she didn't look like herself. Jesus, she shut down far too quickly for my liking. "Do you even know who I am?"

"Aidan, get out of my house."

"Just checkin'," I grumbled as I pulled on my boots, grabbed my jacket, and made my way to the door. "I'll call you tomorrow."

"Don't bother."

"Kim, what the fuck just happened here?"

She checked her watch. "Four seconds."

"Lock up, yeah?" I had barely gotten my feet out of the door before it was closed on my ass and I heard the clicks of the locks.

Shit.

I shrugged on my jacket, pulled out Mack's keys, and headed to the garage. I'd give her a couple of days to calm down and smooth it over with her at the pig roast on Saturday. One thing I could bank on was my ability to get a woman to forgive me.

I had no idea how wrong I was and how far I'd have to go to "smooth it over."

Kim

I came awake with a raging headache but feeling a whole hell of a lot better than I had the night before... well, other than the fact I'd been shut down by Knight. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and my heart raced a little, hoping it was him. I snatched it up and frowned. It was Mack. "Hey, honey."

"Hey, Kim. Just callin' to check on you."

"I'm better." I slid from the bed and walked into the kitchen for coffee. "Just a little groggy."

"I bet. Hey, I'm doin' some checkin' on your stalker."

I groaned. "Don't be so melodramatic, I don't have a stalker."

See? He takes everything to a level that's absurd.

"Not sure why you lied to me, Kim, but before it was just letters and shit... now they're startin' to get weird, right?"

"Damn it! Dani told Booker, didn't she?"

"What I don't understand, Kim, is why you didn't tell me."

"Because it's no big deal," I rushed in defense.

"Yeah? If that's the case, you'll gather all the shit up and have it waiting for me when I swing by to check on you in an hour."

"I don't know if I have it, honestly."

He groaned. "You didn't dump it, did you?"

"Some of it," I admitted. "Some of it's in my trunk."

"Shit."

I swallowed back the bile threatening to spill. "Mack, is this really a threat?"

"Yeah, babe, I think it is."

"Oh," I whispered. "Was it the guy who attacked me last night?"

Mack sighed. "No."

My heart sank. "You know that for sure?"

"Yeah."

"Ohmigod," I rasped. "What did he want? The guy who attacked me?"

"Still workin' that out, Kim. But you're covered, yeah?"

I nodded. "Thanks for being a serious pain in the ass, Mack."

"Back atya, babe." He chuckled. "Box it up; wear gloves when you do that, yeah?"

"Aye, aye, Captain."

"See you in an hour."

He hung up and I immediately called Dani.

"Well, hello there, favorite best friend in all the world," she said in her happy, sing-songy voice. "What can I do for you?"

I took a deep breath. "Um, filtering would be a good start."

She chuckled. "I'm sorry?"

"I get that you tell Booker everything, honey, but I really need you to filter, because he tells Mack everything which means, now I have a really pissed off biker coming over to "check on me" and pick up the creeper's gifts."

"Good."

"No, Dani, it's not good!" I countered. "If I wanted Mack to know, I would have told him."

"At some point you have to learn to trust people, especially those who love you, and this guy is freaking me out. You might not be as concerned as I am, but there's something not right here, Kimmie, and if Mack can figure it out, then I'll have less to worry about."

"Stop it," I whispered. "Please."

"No. I love you, Kim, so, no. I won't stop if it means keeping you safe, especially from yourself."

I let out a frustrated squeak.

"Love you, honey," she said, her voice low and serious. "Don't ever doubt it, but know that sometimes I have to show you a little tough love in order to get through to your stupid, big fat, hard-headed brain!" she snapped.

"I didn't want to worry you," I whispered, waffling between regret from keeping something so huge from her and irritation that my secret had been spilled.

"If I haven't earned the right to worry about you, then you and I have a problem."

I sighed. She was right. She cleared her throat, probably from emotion. Damn it, now I'd made her cry. I really was a bitch. "I'm sorry, Dani."

"Now, even with your apology, I can envision you staring at the knife block, trying to decide which one to use on me, so I'm going to let you go for the moment," she said.

I looked quickly away from the knife block, annoyed she knew me so well.

"I will call you tomorrow and we'll figure out another girls' night."

"That actually sounds really good."

"I know it does." The smile was back in her voice, so I relaxed. "I love you, Kim."

She hung up before I could say another word and I flopped onto my sofa. Gah! My friends made me crazy!