The Biker's Fate Chapter 202

Kim

WE LAY SILENTLY for a few seconds, catching our breath, then Knight slid out of me, leaving me feeling like a gelatinous blob on the bed. He returned quickly and settled a warm washcloth between my legs. I sighed with pleasure and smiled.

"You like that, huh?"

"I so do," I admitted.

He finished cleaning me up and then threw the washcloth across the room.

"I do have a hamper, Aidan... which is not the floor."

"I'll grab it later," he promised, pulling me against his chest. "Right now, I don't want to ruin the moment."

I wove my fingers into his hair and kissed him gently. "I kind of like the moment, too."

He ran his hand over my bottom. "You are so beautiful, Kim. And I know you know that in the global sense, but here," he tapped my chest, above my heart, "you're just as gorgeous."

"You're not so bad yourself, you know."

"You know what this means, right?"

"What?"

"You're mine," he said, stroking my cheek and kissing me gently. "Only mine."

"I don't cheat, Aidan," I said, a little irked.

"Never said you did, sugar. Just making sure you're aware this is happening."

I pulled away and rolled onto my back. "I've never done "this" before. Longest relationship I've ever had was a week and that was a long time ago."

"I get it. We'll figure it out."

"I have issues, Knight. I see a shrink once a week, but I think she just keeps me from completely melting down. She hasn't cured me yet and it's been ten years."

He chuckled. "Honey, everyone has issues."

"I know," I said with a sigh. "I'm a little shocked that I just admitted to being raped by my uncle and you believed me. Dani's the only person who has."

Knight scowled, but quickly softened his expression. "Can you do something for me?"

"Sure."

"I'm having a hard time with that word."

"Rape?"

"Well, yeah, but more the "admit" part. You didn't do anything wrong, so I'm not sure what you're admitting to. I feel as though you chose to disclose a very dark part of your past to me, which I will never take for granted, but you are blameless in this."

I stared at him for several seconds before dropping my face to his chest and burrowing deeply. "Ohmigod, Aidan, that's the best thing I've ever heard."

"It is?"

I nodded into his pec. "In two seconds, you've taken away a little more of the shame. Something it took Dr. Grace six years to accomplish."

"Now that you got me," Knight said with a chuckle, "you obviously don't need her anymore."

"I'll tell her that on Thursday," I joked.

He smiled. "And if you feel like you need to control anything, you let me know, sugar. I'm yours for the taking."

I licked my lips and nodded, and he kissed me again.

"Can we really make this work?" I whispered.

"Yeah, sugar, I think we can." He shifted so he could meet my eyes. "I'm graduating in less than a month, got money saved, no school debt, and make a shit ton training, so we're starting on equal ground financially."

"You know I have over thirty-eight million in my trust fund," I countered.

"Fuck, seriously?"

I nodded. "Plus, I own this condo and my grandmother's home outright. The house alone is worth around eight-million."

"That's awesome, sugar. When we make this permanent, we'll protect it."

I rolled up on my elbow. "You don't want it?"

"Hell, no." He frowned. "I don't need your money, Kim."

I fell back onto him. "God, that's so refreshing."

"How many people have you had this conversation with?" he demanded, his body not quite as relaxed as it had been.

I giggled, covering my face with my hands, then reaching up to cup his. "No one. But do you know how many men I've encountered who I thought were genuine, but found out they were only after one thing? Well, besides sex, that is? A lot. I see them coming now, but when I was younger I didn't. Thank God for Dani and Elliott. They protected me from a lot of them, but it's frustrating that they keep coming. You are nothing like them, and as much as it sucks that we've been a little estranged, it did give me time to see you for who you really are."

He relaxed. "And?"

"And I love you. I'm scared shitless and I don't know how to make this work, but I do love you and I'm willing to try."

"I get that you're freaked," he said. "But just so you know, you can't scare me off. I know you'll try to push me away, but you'll figure out I'm not going anywhere."

I frowned. "I won't try to push you away."

Knight laughed. "You keep telling yourself that, sugar. But it won't matter, I'm not going anywhere."

"Hold that thought," I said as my phone pealed from where it was charging by the bed, so I reached for it. "Hello?"

"Hey, Kim, it's JoEllen. Fozzie's acting a little strange."

JoEllen owned the barn where I boarded Fozzie and she never called unless there was a problem.

I sat up. "Strange, how?"

"He's super lethargic, isn't focusing—"

The phone went dead. "Jo? JoEllen?"

I frowned and glanced at the clock on my nightstand. I had two hours before my shift.

"Babe? What's going on?" Knight called.

"Something's wrong with Fozz," I said, rushing to the bathroom to clean up. "And JoEllen, I think."

I stepped back in my bedroom to find Knight already dressed and pulling on his boots. "I've still got my med bag in my saddlebags. We can take your car or my bike. Which do you prefer?"

"Car." I tugged on my work uniform, but threw Knight's sweatshirt over the top. "By the way, I kept this."

He chuckled. "Yeah, sugar, I know, considerin' I gave it to you and didn't ask for it back."

I smiled. "FYI, you wouldn't have gotten it back even if you asked."

I grabbed my muck boots on the way out and, after Knight threw his bag in the trunk, we drove back to the barn. Well, he drove... you know, 'cause 'he's a man.' I was too worried about Fozzie to object. My beat down in response to Knight being a chauvinist would have taken longer than the time we had to get to my horse, so I let him win... for the moment.