Page 31 of Tease Me

To the right of the front door, there’s an office for me, a laundry room, bathroom, storage room, and a small gym. We enter the house in the family room where the couch and large TV are already set up. There’s a small step down into the family area. Directly back from the door is the kitchen area with an attached dining room. This entire section of the house is an open floor plan. All the appliances in the house are brand-new, along with the carpeting in the bedrooms and family room, and we’ve polished the wood floors.

“This is amazing, Trent. All of you worked together to do this for us?” Kendell asks as I lead her down the hallway on the left toward the bedrooms and another bathroom.

“We did. There are four bedrooms down here and another bathroom. Gideon’s bedroom is directly across from us while the nursery is right next to our room. Cash and I just finished the nursery and Gideon’s room today. I don’t want you to step in those rooms until the fumes from the paint have left completely. Tonight, we’ll keep Gideon in with us. I don’t want him in his bedroom just yet either,” I inform Kendell as I start to open the doors of the rooms we’ve designated as Gideon’s, the nursery, and our bedroom.

Kendell only sticks her head in the rooms a little bit and checks everything out. Tears fill her eyes and I know this is an emotional day for her. Everything is becoming more real that Gideon is ours and that Kelsey isn’t coming home to get him from us. Seeing his own room makes it real in ways that other things haven’t been able to do so far since the funeral. When we come to the nursery, Kendell doesn’t step foot in the room again as she takes in all the details Cash and I have been working on.

We painted the walls a light yellow since we don’t know the gender of the baby. On the wall across from the door, the crib sits against the wall with a mural painted behind it. It’s got a road with a biker riding down under a bright blue sky and the sun shining down on him. Instead of the biker being a man, it’s a bear wearing the Fallen Brethren cut and a bandana like mine around his head. Cash is a talented man and not many people know it. It’s one of the few things I get to see from him and I’ve kept it to myself because he’s my best friend and asked me to.

“This is stunning,” Kendell says, placing her hand over her mouth as she tries not to cry. “Everything is what I picked out online. How did you guys do this, Trent?”

“I’m a hacker, baby. I went in to see what you were lookin’ at and we made sure to pick out the exact furniture for the entire house. This is our home and I want you to be comfortable here. So, everythin’ you marked as somethin’ you wanted is now filling our new home. Do you like it?” I ask, my nerves almost shot at this point since Kendell really hasn’t said anything.

“I love it, baby. Thank you, Trent. You’ve given us a home and got everything I wanted so I would be comfortable. No one’s ever done anythin’ like that for me before,” she responds, turning and wrapping her arms around Gideon and me. “Where’s our room?”

Without a word, I turn and open the door right next to the nursery. Kendell steps in and takes in the new bedroom set I bought us. Sitting on the end of the bed is a large box and I walk her straight over to it. I sit Gideon on the bed and pick up the box to hold it out for her to open.

“What’s this?” Kendell asks, running her hand over the top of the box but not undoing the bow that’s been tied around it.

“Kendell, everythin’ about our relationship has been fast and out of sync with the way we should be doin’ shit. However, I wouldn’t trade a single second of the time I’ve spent with you. You’ve given me so much already and I want to give you the world in return. So, right now, I’m askin’ if you’ll not only be my ol’ lady, but if you’ll do me the honor of also becomin’ my wife?” I ask her, not taking my eyes off the woman standing in front of me. “Sparky, I love you and one of the many things you’ve given me is your trust and the power to bring your body to life. You experiment and open yourself up to new things when it comes to me. Includin’ lettin’ my best friend watch me fuck you. Now, you’re givin’ me a son and a new baby that we created in our love. I want to spend the rest of our lives together buildin’ memories, showin’ our kids what love should truly look like, and take every step together. I’m not always gonna have the words to say, but I’ll always show you with my actions how much you truly mean to me.”

Kendell doesn’t bother stopping the tears from falling this time. They slowly and silently slide down her face unchecked as she finally undoes the bow on the box and lifts the lid off. I take it from her and set it down next to Gideon. Kendell removes the tissue paper from her rag and gasps in shock. This box doesn’t just contain her rag. Nestled on the very top of her rag are two other things. I grab her engagement ring with one hand and wait for her to hold out her left hand for me. When Kendell does, I slowly slide the ring on her finger and don’t stop until it’s in place. Not only is she wearing an engagement ring, but her wedding band is also on her finger. Kendell grabs the piece of paper and holds it up to read before looking up at me and laughing.

“I want to say I can’t believe you did this, but it’s perfect for the two of us. What would you have done if I said no to marrying you, Trent?” she questions me while holding our marriage certificate.

“You would’ve had no choice, Sparky. You’re mine and I’m yours for the rest of time. Gideon is our son and I’ll take as many more kids as you give me in the future. I love you, Kendell,” I answer her as she turns and reaches up to my face, pulling me down so she can kiss me.

Finally, she breaks the kiss and pulls her rag out. I take the leather from her after setting her box down on the bed. Walking around to her back, I slide it up her arms in place on her back before stepping back and looking at my name proclaiming her as mine. The first second I can, I’m going to fuck my wife with nothing but her rag on. Tonight isn’t going to work and that’s okay. We have Gideon to think about and I’ll never make him feel as if we don’t love him or consider him as an important member of our family.

The rest of the night, Kendell, Gideon, and I remain in our new house. We eat the prime rib, mashed potatoes, roasted vegetables, and garlic bread the ol’ ladies prepared for us. After watching a movie with G, we eat the cake Zoey made sure we had to celebrate our marriage. Eventually we’ll have a reception with the club, but it’s not going to be until my family is ready for that. I’m thinking we can have a cookout at the pond instead of a loud party in the clubhouse and backyard. After getting Gideon cleaned up and ready for bed, the three of us head to bed for the first night in our new home. I stay awake for a while and just take in everything that’s changed in my life. For the first time I truly feel at peace when I had no clue what I was missing for most of my life. Kendell has given me everything I never knew I wanted and I’ll spend the rest of my life proving to her that she didn’t make a mistake. She’s my fucking queen and will be treated as one as long as I’m alive and can do whatever it takes to love and spoil her on a daily basis.

Chapter Twenty-One

Kendell

THE LAST MONTH has been crazy as hell. While everyone in the club knows that Hawk has claimed me as his ol’ lady, no one but Cash knows that we’re married. It’s not that we’re hiding it from the club, we just want to keep this to ourselves right now because we have no clue what’s going on with Martin’s family and if they’ll come after me for custody of Gideon. I’ve already had a cop here asking about where my sister and Martin are. Hawk was by my side the entire time and we gave them the evidence of abuse from the past and the day the club came to pick us up from Kelsey’s house. My man handed over Kelsey’s death certificate and made sure that the officer knew Martin was the one who killed her. The story we told him was that we were both kidnapped and that Martin killed my sister while he still held us captive. When the club came in to get him, he managed to escape and no one’s seen him since. This told us that his family is looking for him and it’s just a matter of time before they realize he’s dead and not coming home again. We’re prepared for that to happen. At least I hope we are.

Hawk has been keeping an eye on Martin’s parents. He’s assured me Greg, the Prospect, is no longer going to be a problem and we have nothing to worry about when it comes to him. I didn’t ask any questions because I don’t want to know. If he helped Martin get his hands on my sister, then I hope he’s rotting in hell right next to Martin. Our only concern is his parents because they’re assholes. I’ve only met them once at the wedding and that was more than enough for me. The mother is a vile piece of shit who believes everyone else in the world is beneath her. She made so many horrible comments about my sister and how she was nothing but a whore and a gold digger that it took everything in me not to beat the fuck out of her during the ceremony. Martin’s father is just as bad as my brother-in-law was. He’s an abusive piece of shit who doesn’t give a fuck who sees him hurt his wife. Like his sons, he’s never been held accountable for his actions because he just tosses money at the problem to make it go away. So, my husband has put trackers in place, constantly checks their financials, and everything else he can think of to know exactly where they are and what they’re doing on a daily basis.

Gideon has still been going to counseling. Over the last month he’s gone from seeing his counselor every day of the week to once a week. Gideon is almost completely back to himself and is keeping me on my toes. He’s back to running all over the place, talking up a storm and learning new words every day, and his favorite thing to do these days is to hang out with Hawk and Cash. The second one of them steps into the clubhouse, Gideon rushes from my side and straight for them. Cash always jokes and plays with him while Hawk is quickly falling into his role as baby G’s dad. It’s a role he’s decided to take all on his own and is thriving in it. Hawk puts him to bed, feeds him, plays on the floor, talks to him, and everything else a dad would do with their son. I’ve never seen him sexier than when he’s in full on dad mode because he takes it so seriously.

Hawk and I have been working on making sure everything with the house is settled because we’ve decided to move forward and adopt Gideon. I know when all of this took place, I wanted to wait until my nephew was older and could give us his input into whether he wanted us to adopt him or not. Now, I don’t think we need to worry about that. Gideon has learned to depend on us for everything and there’s nothing we won’t do for him. Hawk wants to make him ours before our baby gets here. That way we’re not trying to go to court and all that shit with a newborn in the house. We already have a caseworker coming to our house every few weeks to ensure Gideon is being taken care of, that his allowance is being used for him and only him, and that we have everything in the house that he’ll need. I’ve even gone and taken a few classes in safety and first aid on my own just so the caseworker doesn’t have anything negative to say about our home, family, or that Hawk is a member of the Fallen Brethren MC. Honestly, she’s very positive about our situation and compliments us every time we see her about how well things are going.

We’ve talked to the caseworker about adopting Gideon and she assures us that she’ll put in a good word for us. She’s recommended a good lawyer to handle our case as well. I was really nervous the first time our caseworker showed up to the house, but the visit went better than anticipated and we were able to assure her that we’re doing everything in our power to provide a good life for my nephew who has been through so much already in his young life. I think what she’s honestly most impressed with is the fact that we do have him in counseling and that he’s been going since before we even met with Mrs. Devlin to go over the will my sister left behind.

This last month hasn’t truly taken away all the pain and grief from our lives. Each day it gets a little bit easier to get out of bed and take a deep breath though. I talk to my nephew every day and share a memory of his mama with him. I’ve laughed, cried, and been so pissed at various times of every single day over the last month. There truly is no rhyme or reason for my mood swings. I’ll literally just be sitting there and a memory or something will enter my mind and my mood instantly changes one way or another. Hawk has been there for each mood swing and everything else on a daily basis. He’s been working more from home so he can be here for Gideon and I.

Everything is going great with the pregnancy. I’m just about out of the first trimester and while I’m still exhausted on a daily basis, I don’t have morning sickness any longer. I can eat whatever I want and the smells don’t turn my stomach the way they did even a few days ago. Dr. Morris has been keeping a close eye on things and everything looks really great considering everything that Martin did to me. Hawk goes to every single appointment with me and asks a million and one questions every visit we have with her. She’s so damn patient with us and answers all of his questions without making him feel less than for wanting to know everything that’s going on, what I should be feeling, and all that kind of stuff every single time.

When I’m not doing something for Gideon or Hawk, I’ve been spending time with the ol’ ladies. Alex, Reagan, and Zoey are amazing women and they’ve taken me under their wing without hesitation. We hang out by the pavilion or in the clubhouse depending on what the weather’s like. The kids get along and play together no matter where we are. Once a week we’ve started having a large family dinner at the clubhouse. We spend the entire day in there cooking and baking a large meal for everyone. Those are my favorite nights of the week because the entire club is together and we get to take a break from the world around us and not have the pressure to fend off an attack or something else that’s going on outside the walls of the compound.

Everyone in the club has been helping me with a project that’s been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. With the backing of the club, I’m opening a music shop. It’s going to have a huge music section, some instruments, sheet music, vinyl, band shirts, and so much other stuff. I’ve been in contact with a ton of vendors and the shipments are coming in almost daily now. Hawk doesn’t let me lift anything because everyone knows about the baby now. Cash and him are constantly there to ensure all the heavy lifting is done by them as they renovate the storefront I’m using for my store. They’ve listened to me bitch, held me when I’ve cried, and been there to celebrate every milestone of this journey. Yesterday they installed the sign outside the store and it was a great day.

My shop is called Spin Again. It’s in honor of Kelsey because she’s the only one who ever knew my dream was to open a music store and every single detail about it. When we would discuss it, she would toss around names until she came across Spin Again. At the time we were getting into listening to vinyl a lot on our grandma’s old record player and she would pick an album to listen to over and over again each day. So, the name was perfect for her because she would spin that music all day long until she knew every word to every song on the album she was listening to.

“Sparky! Where are you?” Hawk calls out, walking in the shop and pulling me from the thoughts circling my head today.

“Over by where the tee-shirts are going,” I tell him as Gideon looks at me with a large smile on his face before ducking into the rack so he can surprise Hawk.

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