Chapter 6 Blakely
Blakely
I groan at the taste of the steak melting in my mouth. “This is good.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“Your cooking is a lot better than it used to be. I remember when you couldn’t even cook chicken.” I start laughing and Amari joins in.
“Dad couldn’t cook before?”
I shake my head. “This one time your dad put the temperature on high and when he placed the chicken on the pan, it sizzled a lot…” I pause as I try to contain my laughter.
“He asked me if the chicken was supposed to make that sound, and I said anything you put on the stove makes a sound from the heat…” I laugh harder.
“Then, a couple minutes later, the fire alarm went off, and we both went running into the kitchen.” Amari looks over at Kai, laughing.
Kai is glaring at both of us. “I took the chicken off the stove, put it in the sink, and ran water over it. After the chicken cooled down, I went to inspect it. One side was complete charcoal, and the other side was still a little raw.” All three of us laugh at the story.
We’re laughing so hard, I didn’t even realize Liam had walked in.
His eyes widen in surprise, but the tightness of his lips show something else. “Hey, babe.” I’m trying to contain my laughter as I get up and give him a kiss. When I turn back around, I notice Kai staring down at his food, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
“What’s going on?” Liam asks.
“Mom was telling us a story about when Dad burned chicken.” Amari giggles.
“I see,” he says, glancing around the table, observing what’s going on.
“Kai made us dinner.” I walk over to the microwave, pull Liam’s plate out, and set it down next to mine—which puts him in between Kai and me.
Kai side-eyes the plate next to him. Liam's jaw tenses, his stern expression growing more intense. I’ve never seen this side of Liam before.
He’s always been very comfortable being around Kai.
Is it because he didn’t know Kai was here?
He walked in to find all of us laughing together.
Is he upset because he thinks more of this than what it is?
“Are these the steaks I bought?” Liam asks as he sits down next to Kai.
I eye him as I put a spoonful of veggies in my mouth. “Yes. I thought it would be okay since they were about to go bad.”
He nods, picking at the steak.
I glance over at Kai, who now has a smirk on his face. He’s enjoying this. Whatever this is. I don’t even know.
“What have you guys been up to?” Liam asks.
“We played hooky,” Amari says.
"Oh, you did?” He looks over at Amari. “All three of you?”
“Yup. Mom wouldn’t wake up, so I called Dad, and he came over. We watched movies all day!”
Liam drops his utensils and looks over at me. “What does she mean you wouldn’t wake up?”
I shrug my shoulders. “She says she tried to wake me up a few times, and I wouldn’t wake up. I woke up by the time Kai got here.”
“Why didn’t you call me? Are you okay?” he asks, reaching for my hand.
I place my hand in his. “Yeah. I’m fine. I must have been exhausted and was sleeping pretty hard.” I look up and notice Kai is staring at our hands.
"Well, thanks for coming, man,” Liam says to Kai.
“Of course. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for my girls,” Kai says with a smirk.
My mouth drops open slightly, stunned at Kai’s response. My girls. What the hell is he doing? Either it doesn’t faze Liam, or he’s trying to keep things cordial.
Kai is back at this again. But why now? Why is he trying to get me back when he sees how good of a man Liam is?
How good I have it? Liam has been everything I need and more.
Finding someone who would treat Amari as their own was so hard.
I finally found that, and now that Kai is starting this again. It makes no sense.
After dinner, Kai stayed and helped clean up, even though both Liam and I insisted we would handle it.
He argued it was only fair since he’s the one who made the mess.
At that point, I could see what he was doing so I let him be, and I served ice cream to Amari, Liam, and myself.
He wants to play his games. Well, I have some of my own.
All three of us sat around the table while he cleaned.
I did feel a little bad when I caught him looking at the three of us, but Liam doesn’t deserve to hear the comments he was making.
“How was your day?” I ask Liam as he gets into bed.
I don’t want to bring up anything from today unless he does.
If he does, it’ll clue me in on if it bugged him or not.
He knows where I stand with Kai and knows Kai will always be part of my life.
But he’s never walked in on us laughing at the table while eating dinner.
I don’t know how I would feel if I walked in on a moment like that.
It would feel too intimate for me, as if I were the odd one out.
He sighs and says, “Stressful.”
I turn to my side and rest my head on my hand. “Why? Did something happen?”
“I had a patient not follow her pre-op instructions when she said she did. We started prepping for the surgery and realized she didn’t comply, so we had to stop everything. It was a big waste of time for everyone. Including her.”
“Oh, wow. What did she say when you told her?”
“That she didn’t think emptying her bowels before surgery really mattered. She thought that’s just what doctors told their patients to be on the safe side.” He runs his fingers through his hair.
The smell of spicy, sweet tobacco hits my nose.
I love when he showers and uses the bourbon bodywash I buy for him at Bath and Body Works.
When I was a teenager, I used to only shop at Victoria’s Secret.
That’s where all the girls my age shopped for perfume and lotion.
Love Spell was such a staple in my teen years.
Now that I’m older, I like Bath and Body Works better.
“Does she not know that’s why it’s called doctor’s orders?”
“After she noticed how upset everyone was, I think it finally set in for her.”
Liam always has crazy stories to tell me.
He doesn’t tell me the patient’s personal information, because that’s a violation of HIPAA.
I hear a lot of crazy stories, but the majority include men going to the emergency room because they’ve shoved something up their ass and can’t get it out.
The men typically don’t fess up to putting things in there.
They say they fell. How the hell are you going to fall in the shower and have a shampoo bottle just so happen to slip up your ass? People are strange, that’s for sure.
“Do I have anything to worry about?” Liam asks, pulling me from my thoughts.
“What do you mean?”
“Today seemed a little weird with your ex.”
“How so?”
He shrugs his shoulders. “Usually, you tell me if you guys have plans together. I didn’t know he was even at our house until I walked in on you three, laughing and enjoying dinner together. Then, I found out you three played hooky together all day.”
Reaching out to him, I place my hand in his. “It all happened at the last minute. It slipped my mind to let you know. But also, I didn’t think it would have mattered.”
He looks over at me with knitted brows. “Why wouldn’t it matter?”
“I guess because Kai has been around before, and I’ve been around Kai without you before.”
“But you usually tell me. This time felt off because I knew nothing, and I found out by walking in on it all.”
I lean closer into him. “Trust me, babe. There is nothing you need to worry about. I’m all yours, and only yours.” I straddle him and stare into his eyes. His gaze is full of lust. He brings his hands up to the back of my head, pulling me closer. Our lips meet and our tongues tangle together.
“You better be all mine,” he whispers against my lips, his voice deep. He threads his fingers through my hair, deepening our kiss, as the tension between us builds into something more intense.
“Always.” My lips brush against his.
His hands run down my body, sending waves of tingles across my skin with each touch.
Slowly, he slips his hands beneath my nightgown, lifting it over my head and letting it fall away.
The warmth of his chest presses against me, and the sensation of my bare skin against his makes my breath catch as the intensity between us deepens.
“Prove it,” he says, his voice low, his eyes captivating.
I lightly tug at his hair as I feel the heat building between us. He pulls me even closer, our bodies fitting together perfectly. The thickness of his cock is pulsing against my center. I reach down and free it from his boxers, feeling the wet spot that’s already forming.
He groans softly at my touch, his desire sending chills down my spine.
His body tenses slightly beneath my fingers, then he melts into me, his body full of submission.
The way he trembles speaks volumes about my effect on him.
His intense gaze focuses on me, as if he’s lost in the moment, unable to resist our connection.
I press his cock against my clit and massage it against myself, letting my tension build.
His hands move along the curve of my waist, and his breathing becomes deeper.
I feel his chest rise and fall against mine, the closeness making my heart pound.
I lean up and direct his cock toward my slit until it reaches my center.
I ease my way down his dick, stretching myself to take his thickness.
“Fuck,” he hisses.
“Let me show you how much I’m yours.” I slide my tongue against his neck, his spicy body wash lingering on my tongue as I work my way to his lips.
His hands find my breasts, kneading them as our need for each other intensifies.
My back arches, bringing my chest closer to him as my inner thighs work to keep the rhythm I've fallen into.
A flood of heat rushes through me, my body reacting to the desire between us.
My center contracts with each movement, creating a pulsing sensation that grows stronger with each thrust. I grip his shoulders, and my nails sink gently into his skin as I let the feeling take control.
Each thrust of my hips elicits a groan from him, his hand steady on my hips.
As my climax takes control, my entire body shakes uncontrollably.
Dropping my head to the crevice of his neck, my chest rises and falls with the aftermath of my orgasm.
His strong hands hold my waist tightly, anchoring me as he pumps harder, his movements driven by pure, animalistic need.
With each thrust, he hits new spots inside of me, and his breath becomes ragged, his groans filling the room as he loses himself in the moment.
His arms flex as he keeps me steady, drawing me closer with each muscular movement.
I can feel his pace growing faster as his head falls back, revealing the curve of his neck, and a loud sigh escapes his lips.
His warmth surges within me, sending a wave of relief and pure bliss through both of us.