Chapter 24 - Cayden
I woke up to the feeling of an arm wrapped around my chest. I opened my eyes, finding Riley curled up next to me, holding onto me tightly. Her blond hair fell over the pillow, and she looked peaceful as she slept.
I stared at her, taking in her sleeping expression, and smiled. Last night came back in waves. After having her in the kitchen, we took it into the bedroom, where we had the most mind-blowing sex. I hadn't realized how confident Riley could be when she was given the chance. She had been more open than the first time we slept together. She asked for what she wanted, and it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. I didn't think there was a way to love her move, but I had.
I reached out, moving some of her hair from her eyes and her nose scrunched up. She softly moaned, reaching a hand up and rubbing her eyes. I smiled at her.
She blinked her eyes open, looking sleepy as they dropped on me. Her eyes raked over me for a moment before landing back on my face.
"Morning," I chirped, leaning forward and placing a kiss on her nose.
She rubbed her eyes, making the cutest morning groan as she leaned closer, rubbing her cheek against my chest. "Just five more minutes. I was dreaming."
"I'm not rushing you," I chuckled. "It's the weekend. We can spend the entire day in bed if you want." I pulled her tighter against me, rubbing her back.
"I like that idea," she said as she yawned. She sighed softly against my chest.
I rubbed my hand over her hair, running my fingers through it. Her eyes blinked open, and she stared at me. I stared at her, knowing I could stare into her eyes all day long.
"I fell asleep in your bed," she whispered.
"You did."
"I probably shouldn't have."
"Why not?" I asked, cupping her face.
"Because we haven't exactly put a title on what we are doing. And this is still new."
"We're dating, and people that date sleep in each other's bed."
She slowly sat up. "Yeah, but we can't say that. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend? And when April…" Her eyes widened. "Oh god, April."
She turned to me. "Does she know? Did you tell her? Was she mad when you told her?"
"No, I haven't told her. We haven't exactly had time for me just to blurt out that I've been sleeping with you."
She ran her hands through her hair. "Oh god….do you think she's going to be mad?"
I honestly had no idea how April was going to take the news. I hoped that she would be happy for us, but without knowing what she was going with, she could take it however she decided to.
April had always been protective of Riley, and she might not have loved the idea. But I wasn't going to voice that.
I pulled her closer. "Would you like to do something else to clear your mind? I know a great activity that could release stress for both of us."
I could hear Riley chuckle under my arms, and as I leaned in to kiss her, I heard the sound of the doorbell. We both froze, and Riley leaned back, her face white.
"Oh god, That's your sister!"
"That is not my sister. There is no way she's arriving this early.
Riley shook her head, breaking away from me and quickly crawling around, trying to move away from me. "Oh god! She's going to smell it. Do you have anything to mask the scent?"
"Smell what?"
"The sex!" Riley was frantic as she crawled out from under the sheets. I took in her naked body and smirked. Riley had smooth skin, and her breasts sat perky as she moved.
"One, she isn't. She would have to come in here, and there is no reason for her to. And two, that's not my sister. So, come back to bed. Ignore who's at the door."
Riley grabbed her bathrobe, pulling it on. She tied it tightly as she turned to me. "Get out of bed, Cayden. That is your sister. Who else would knock at the door and…" She turned around, looking for her phone, and grabbed it off the bedside table. "Seven twenty. Jesus Christ. Who the fuck gets here that early."
"Exactly my point. We both know April, and she isn't a morning person. Now come back. Take the robe off and bring your naked ass back here."
"Get up," she growled back, hurrying out of the room.
I groaned but pulled myself out of bed and pulled on some pants. I yanked on a shirt and hurried after Riley. I walked over, finding her in the spare bedroom, pulling on clothes. She was frantic, not even putting on anything that matched. She pulled on some red shorts and a blue shirt.
"She's going to know," Riley said, running her hands through her hair, trying to flatten it out. It did little to help because her hair was still a mess.
"You're losing it," I said, leaning on the doorframe. "April is not going to know, and if she finds out, isn't that okay? She's going to have to find out anyway. If she gets mad, let her get mad, and we will get through it."
"Yeah, but I wanted us to tell her, not for her to know because we look like we spent the night fucking like savage animals." She turned, grabbing a brush and running it through her hair quickly.
I couldn't help but smirk. It was cute to see her worked up.
April hurried past me, and I followed. She unlocked the door turning the knob and pulled it open. Riley's entire body froze up, and not in a way I've seen before. Her eyes widened in horror, and I walked closer, looking past her to who she was looking at.
Standing in the doorway was my sister, with a knife pressed to her neck. A man stood behind her holding it, looking pissed. I quickly recognized him as Brad from the photos I had seen when I searched for him online.
He had blond hair that was combed, but it looked like he'd run his hands through it. His eyes looked off, almost like he hadn't slept, and his hands shook as he held the knife.
April looked terrified as she stared at us, tears building in her eyes.
"Oh my god!" Riley screamed.
I take a step closer, ready to beat the living shit out of him. The fucker not only messed with Riley, but if he put one more goddamn finger on my little sister, I was going to rip his fucking throat out.
"Not a move," Brad snarled, pulling the knife closer to April's throat. "Move, and she's dead. I'm not in the mood."
I stared at my sister, whose eyes quickly went to mine. I stayed completely still, curling my hands into fists. "What do you want?"
Brad smirked, his eyes going to Riley. "Her."