Beautiful Fiend: Chapter 28

“You said we wouldn’t see him,” I mumble, wrapping a hand at the back of Billie’s neck.

In front of us, Jake White opens the front door to what I’ve been told is his old foster parents’ mansion. His eyes grow twice their size when he sees the muddy state we’re both in.

“Someone had a lot of fun.” His cocky smile spreads across his lips, and he winks at me.

“Look, I don’t want to have to kill you. I just want a calm night with my girlfriend. Thank you for giving us a place to stay, but let’s walk in silence.”

Jake chuckles to himself, and before we can go anywhere, someone calls out from behind him.

“Hi, Billie!”

A small woman about the same size as Billie rounds Jake to stand in front of him. She’s Asian, with beautiful dark skin. Her green eyes glint with specks of gold, and she smiles brightly at the both of us. Her head reaches Jake’s chest, and I can see the possessive look in his eyes the instant she stands in front of me.

“Jamie,” Billie responds, a dash of awkwardness in her voice. “Erm…hi.”

“Now, who do we have here,” I purr, extending my hand. “Caden King.” Jamie’s almond-shaped eyes round, and she shifts uncomfortably.

“Oh, hi.” She smiles politely and extends her hand, but Jake is quick. He wraps an arm around her from behind and brings her back against his chest.

“We’re walking in silence. Remember?” he says low. He lets go of Jamie, puts a hand on the small of her back, and says softly, “Back inside.”

“Bye, Jamie,” I croon as she retreats inside.

Jake’s death stare practically kills me. “Don’t make me change my mind.”

“About hosting us?” I smile.

“About murdering you.”

I cackle a genuine laugh as Billie and I follow him to the backyard from the side of the house.

He leaves us in front of the door.

“She was scared. Why was she so scared of me?” I wonder out loud.

“Jamie?” Billie answers. “Do you not remember her?”

I cock an eyebrow and she continues. “You met her. You even offered to ram your cock down her throat if I remember correctly. The night…” She tilts her head to the side, clearly waiting for me to understand what she means.

She crosses her arms over the messy sweater, not impressed.

When it finally comes back to me, I shrug. “I guess I only had eyes for you that night.”

“Sure,” she snorts. She walks in and throws a whatever my way. It’s almost as if that night wasn’t as difficult to think about as it used to.

As soon as we’re inside, I grab my girl by the hips and lift her until she wraps her legs around my waist. We kiss passionately before I push her against the wall. “Let’s shower,” I say low before biting her lip.

She grinds her pussy against my belly and sighs. “Okay.”

“I’m going to fuck you in there. Then on that kitchen counter behind me. And then in bed.”

“Okay,” she breathes.

“So agreeable.” I smirk against her lips.

“The man I love wants to fuck me three times in a row. Who am I to say no?” She giggles against my mouth, and I want to die and come back to life.

“God, Billie. I love your giggles.”

Since neither of us knows the place, I walk around with her petite body hanging onto me. It’s not very hard. There’s a living room, an open kitchen, and one hallway leading to two bedrooms and a bathroom. As simple as they come.

Just like I promised, I fuck Billie in the shower and on the kitchen counter.

In bed, I make love to her like I never had to anyone. Her gentle moans and whimpers when she comes all over my dick could be the end of me.

In fact, I have no doubt that Billie will be my demise. If we don’t leave this town soon, we will both be each other’s downfall.

I don’t have to think about this tonight, though. For the first time, we can sleep next to each other without worrying about anything. We can just relax and pretend the North Shore doesn’t exist.

“Where should we go on vacation?” We’re both under the covers naked. She’s resting her head on my chest and has a leg curled around my hips. Because I’m obsessed with it, I keep playing with her soft hair. Braiding it, untangling it, rolling and unrolling it around my pinkie.

“Vacation?” she snorts. “Did you win the lottery?”

I shrug. “I’m pretending we made it out.”

“Caden,” she sighs. “Please, you’re hurting both of us when you do this. I’m not competing anymore. It was my only way out.”

“I know,” I answer tensely. I clench my jaw and release, trying not to snap at her. “But I also want to leave. I have my plan, too.”

“Your plan is for one.”

“Billie, please,” I let out in a desperate tone. “Play along. We’re in a Stoneview mansion. Just amuse me for one night.”

She stiffens, staying silent until her shoulder relaxes. “New York City.”

“Come on, at least leave the country. It’s a big vacation. Unlimited money.”

“Fine,” she huffs. “Canada. Ontario. I want to see Niagara Falls.”

I grin to myself. “Think bigger, baby.”

“Caden,” she snaps. “You fucking choose since you have big dreams.”

I chuckle, and my hand leaves her hair to grab her jaw, pressing her cheeks tightly, a gentle warning to be good.

“Alright,” I let my head fall back and close my eyes. “Japan.”

“Japan?” she chokes. “That’s so far.”

“Yeah. First, because we would have to take a plane. How cool is that? First time on a plane, and we’ll get our membership card to the Mile-High club.”

She giggles and turns until she’s lying perpendicular to me, the back of her head on my chest, gazing up at me. “Intense for your first flight ever.” I open my eyes and look down at her.

“Go big or go home, baby. Then we’ll land in Tokyo and get to a super cool hotel. The kind where we can have a huge suite. I want a sofa in my hotel room.”

“And a jacuzzi,” she adds.

“Oh yeah. We’ll try all their food. Imagine the sort of things they have over there that we never tried here.”

“All the mangas we never heard of and won’t even understand because we can’t read Japanese,” she says excitedly.

“We’ll find lots of Full Metal Alchemist merch,” I add. My stomach flutters with butterflies of hope. It warms my chest and pains my heart because a part of me knows it’s just a dream.

But hope is gleaming in Billie’s eyes right now, and I grin back at her.

“Oh, oh, I know!” she exclaims. “We can go on the bullet train! Oh my god, that would be crazy.” Her delighted voice makes my entire body feel light. I love her, and I want nothing but the best for her.

“That would be so cool,” I confirm. “What else?”

“Umm,” she quietens while thinking. “I don’t know. The night markets?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Her voice is lower now. I suggest a few more things, and she nods. Her eyes get heavier and her breathing deeper.

“I wonder if they do an excursion to Mount Fuji,” I add as I yawn.

“Uh-huh.” She nods as her eyelids drop. Smiling, I run my hand through her hair.

“Do you like sushi?” I ask quietly.

“Don’t know.” Barely a murmur now.

“What about ramen?”

She’s fighting sleep, but her eyes are closed and her voice quasi-inaudible. “Don’t know.”

I want to google all the Japanese food and keep asking her just to hear her softly spoken words as she tries to stay awake with me.

“We’re going to do so many things together, little bee. I promise.”

A small smile pulls at her lips, but her breathing is slow, and her head heavy on my chest.

“Goodnight, baby. I love you.” She can’t hear me, but I like knowing I said it again.

I want to repeat it until my voice is raw and she can’t stand it anymore.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.