Page 26 of Filthy Secret
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ATOMIC
“Atomic,” a little voice calls out.
Ryan is resting. I’ve fed her breakfast in bed and helped her bathe under protest, but she needed the help, and I’ve seen every square inch of her. Although, I have to admit that those inches are a bit different these days… better.
I’m still pissed as fuck at Ryan, but when I look at this kid, all that goes away, and I don’t know why. He’s innocent in all of this, and honestly, I can’t be mad at Ryan. I fucked around a hell of a lot on her. And I’m not sure I won’t again, either.
“Adam?”
He lets out a heavy little sigh, which makes me chuckle because he seems so bothered, but he literally has not a single care in the fucking world. He’s only five. What the fuck could be bothering him so much?
“That man,” he begins.
I realize he has more to be worried about than I initially thought. I didn’t even think about what he’d seen. I’ve never even asked him. We’ve been getting to know one another the past few days, but everything has been on the surface. I didn’t know I could even dig deep with a five-year-old, but here the fuck we are.
“Will never hurt you or your mom again,” I state.
He nods his little head a couple of times, his dark hair flying around in the air when he does. “He was scary,” he whispers.
Reaching out, I wrap my arm around his shoulder and give him a gentle shake. “There is nothing for you to be concerned with ever again, Adam. I’m here, and I will protect you both, always.”
Adam turns his head slightly, looking up at me with big eyes. “Are you going to marry my mom?” he asks, his voice full of awe.
There’s no way this kid needs the real explanation of what me and his mother were or are. Hell, I don’t know what the fuck we are right now anyway. She’s my woman. She’s my old lady. But I don’t fucking trust her ass.
So, I’m not sure how that’s going to work.
Do I just go to the house King finds to rent, fuck her, play dad, then go back to the clubhouse and keep her separate from my entire life there? I’m just not sure how I’m going to do all of it, how I’m going to go about what happens next.
“Yeah,” I rasp. “I am.”
Adam smiles. It stretches across his entire face as he stares up at me. “And we’re moving?” he says.
“You’re moving,” I agree.
“Good.”
Adam dips his chin, his gaze moving from mine before he focuses back on the television without another question asked, his curiosity all gone as he watches some cartoon bullshit about a town that’s run by dogs. They even have one that’s a cop, which is kind of hilarious.
There is a noise in the back of the house, and I stand straight up, almost jumping to my feet, my entire body on high alert. But then I see her shuffling down the short hallway. Her face isn’t swollen anymore, just marred with different shades of purple and green bruises. She’s healing, which can be an ugly and painful process.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her gaze flicking from Adam to me.
My lips twitch into a smirk. “Rim went out to grab some pizza. Friday night, pizza and movies,” I say.
“Pizza,” Adam cheers.
“That sounds nice,” Ryan exhales.
Frowning, I watch her for a moment. She lifts her head up, her gaze meeting mine as her lips curve up into a grin. “It does. Really.”
“Do you need something?” I ask.
We’ve been sleeping beside one another, but I haven’t figured out what is going to happen when we go home. I haven’t fucked her yet because her body is still recovering from her attack, but fuck me, I want to be inside of her.
Maybe if I come, I’ll be a little more clearheaded, but right now, I feel like a fucking teenager. And I’m afraid I’m going to make some random fucking decisions because my cock is in a constant hard-on state.