Chapter Twenty-Three #2
People were staring at us, I felt stupid and could see Shady standing by the car watching me as Cassie stayed back too, not sure whether to approach me or not.
“I’m making a scene.”
“You’re allowed, and fuck these guys, just catch your breath. I’ll kick all their asses if they say anything.”
I huffed out a laugh. “I’m okay, it’s just…”
“He’s getting what he deserves, honey. Not enough in my humble opinion but, he’s gonna be behind bars,” Rosa sat beside me taking my hand. “He won’t be able to hurt anyone else.”
I nodded. That was what was hitting me so hard. If we did this, we actually got him locked up, he really couldn’t hurt anyone again. Including me. He may not be arrested and sent away for the crimes I wanted him to go away for, but if it got him off the streets.
Rosa shuffled away and stood up and I lifted my chin to see Hudson there, looking at me with concern.
I let Rosa fill him in. He kept his eyes on mine as she told him.
I didn’t know if I could take any kind of tenderness from him right now.
I wasn’t sure what I needed but I knew it wasn’t that. I didn’t want to be smothered.
Hudson took the keys to his bike out of his pocket and looked over at it. “Let’s go for a ride.”
I heaved out a shaky breath. I could do that. I wouldn’t need to talk, I could just hold on to him as he took me away from everything.
He didn’t reach for my hand or say anything as he handed me the spare helmet. We both got onto the bike and he took off, slowing only to go through the gate after telling the guy there we would be fine.
There wasn’t much of a threat anymore, or Hudson didn’t think there was.
I clung to him and turned my head as far as I could, so my cheek was resting against the leather of his cut, the smell of that and his subtle cologne soothing me.
We rode for a long time. When he finally slowed, he turned us into a parking lot.
I sat up straight and looked around. He’d driven us through the actual parking lot and closer to one of the trail heads.
Hudson set the stand down and dropped his feet to the floor.
He helped me off the bike and then twisted around so both of his legs were on one side.
He spread them wide, grabbed my hips and pulled me into him, pressing his face lightly into my sternum, and he just stayed like that, his hot breath warming the skin of my stomach.
I reached up and trailed my fingers through his hair.
I hadn’t been to The Wawayanda State Park in years.
We’d spent a lot of time here when we first got together, sneaking around so Connor and Warren wouldn’t find out we were together.
We’d got up to some pretty x-rated stuff on the trails too.
I had so many happy memories here. All of it at a time before Andrew ruined me.
After a few minutes, he got up and stowed our helmets, then this time he did take my hand and led me towards the Wingdam Trail.
I couldn’t help but let a smile curl my lips, remembering how I’d lured him into the woods up here and stripped off, shocking the hell out of him.
We walked for a while until we passed Laurel Pond and came to a natural outcrop where we could sit down.
He clearly decided he had enough of giving me space, because when he sat down, he grabbed me and pulled me on to his lap, so I was straddling his thighs.
He looped my arms around his neck, before running his hands along the backs of my arms, down my sides making sure he stroked the sides of my breasts, then he gripped me around the waist.
“I seem to recall making a very stupid decision when we were last up here.”
“Oh?” I asked, but I knew exactly what he was talking about.
“Yeah, I had you naked, right over there,” he pointed behind him. “And you wanted to get on your knees for me.”
“You told me no.”
“Cos I was a fucking idiot.” I laughed at the disgust in his voice. “Wanna go rectify that?”
“You did not drive me all the way out here so I could suck your dick in the woods.”
He arched a brow and gave me a sinful grin. I ran my fingers through the short hair at the back of his neck, scratching my nails through it, making him shiver.
“Maybe it’s something I’ve regretted for years, and right now we have the perfect opportunity to get it right.”
“Not a chance,” I tugged his hair a little.
“Hmm,” his hands moved, his fingers kneading my ass and over my thighs, his thumbs inching inwards. “Or maybe I’ll just re-enact what I did that day.”
He glanced up at me and for a brief moment I considered it, because the way he was looking at me had me fidgeting in his lap. He moved his hands back up to my hips, then ran one up so he could cup my face. All the humor gone from his expression.
“I swear on my fucking life, Wave. I will never let anyone hurt you again. I’ll never stop being an overprotective, overbearing, in your face asshole.
I may not be able to understand every little thing you’re going through, or fix things the way you need them fixing, but you’ll never have to face anything alone. ”
He shifted me closer to him and lightly ran his fingertip over my eyebrow.
“I’ll never get tired of looking into these beautiful eyes, or kissing this gorgeous mouth,” he leaned in and kissed me softly.
“You’re my fucking heart, Waverley. You always have been.
And that will never change, no matter what happens.
There could only ever be one other woman I could love as much as I love you. ”
I frowned, my heart had been melting with his words but I drew back from him, about to ask what the hell he was talking about and why he would ruin such an amazingly un-Hudson like moment. He grinned and his hand rubbed over my stomach.
“If we have a daughter.”
“Oh,” I pressed my lips together.
“Shocked the shit out of you with that one, huh?” I kept staring at him. “Might now be a good time to suggest that blow job you owe me.”
I shoved him so he fell backwards, but he kept hold of me so I fell with him, my hands on either side of his head, my hair falling down around us. He was laughing up at me and I couldn’t help but smile back.
“I love you too,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss him.
He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and my ass with the other and kissed me back.
And that was how a Park Ranger found us about ten minutes later and told us to take it back home, there were kids about.
He didn’t even crack a smile when Hudson told him he’d interrupted us about to make one of our own.
Just told us to get the hell out of the park.
He took me home and drove us straight down to his new house, so we didn’t have to see or talk to anyone.
It wasn’t furnished yet, but he took me upstairs were there was an air mattress with blankets and cushions, a handful of candles on the window ledge and some Bluetooth speakers.
He must have been staying here while I was gone.
We spent the rest of the day there, he had snacks downstairs, and the heating system worked, so when it got colder later on, he turned it up to keep us warm.
We didn’t talk about Andrew, or the Kingsmen, or my mom and my aunt who had killed her.
We did talk about how life would be now, and I told him what King had said.
He laughed and said he wouldn’t expect an apology from me but would be grateful if I took a little more time to think about how I behaved.
That got him a slap on his ass. And I couldn’t re-enact what he wanted, with us not being in the park anymore, but I reminded him I wasn’t that inexperienced girl anymore.
Hudson took care of me the best way he could, and the only way I wanted him to, by just being there.
I woke to him sitting up beside me, his hair in total disarray, bare chested, with an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips and his phone in his hand. I inhaled and stretched, then reached up and pulled the cigarette from his mouth.
“I wasn’t going to smoke it,” he said.
“Good thing,” I broke it in half and tossed it away. He didn’t argue, just went back to his phone. “What’s going on?” I asked, pulling myself up into a sitting position.
Hudson did a double take when he glanced at me, seeing me completely bare from the waist up. He shifted and adjusted his dick before drawing his eyes back to my face. I smirked at him.
“I would love to bend you over right now,” he grinned back at me. “But War needs me for something. And King needs you.”
“He does, for what?”
Hudson got up and grabbed my t-shirt. “I can’t focus while your tits are looking at me.”
“What?” I barked out a laugh, taking the t-shirt.
“They’re distracting.”
“It’s not my fault you have a one-track mind,” I pointed out.
I pulled the t-shirt on and when he tossed me my jeans, I tugged them on too.
He got dressed and we headed downstairs, he explained King wanted to talk to me about what went down with the Kingsmen while him and Warren ran an errand.
I eyed him suspiciously, but he gave me that look that I’d grown way too accustomed to of late, so I didn’t argue.
We rode up to the clubhouse where War was waiting by his bike. I climbed off and Hudson pulled me into him, running his nose up behind my ear and kissing my tattoo. “If you want me to stay while you talk to him, I can. War can hold off a while.”
I glanced at my brother, his face was an intense mask as he looked towards the compound gates. I didn’t know what they were doing but whatever it was, my brother wanted to get it done now.
“I’m a big girl, I can handle whatever King throws at me.”