Warriors,Winners & Wicked Lies: 13 Book Excite Spice Military, Sports & Secret Baby Mega Bundle (Excite Spice Boxed Sets)

by Selena Kitt

  I put my hand on Ellie's shoulder and shook her, gently.

  "Cade? What? Again?"

  I chuckled quietly. "Ha! No, it's not that - unless you want it to be?"

  She rolled over, smiling.

  "I'm actually a little sore. I can't believe I'm sore from having too much sex, what are you doing to me?"

  I bent down and kissed her mouth.

  "I'll give you tonight, Ellie. No promises after that. I actually - I just wanted to ask you something."

  "Yeah?"

  "Yeah. I was wondering if you would be OK with me taking Christopher camping this weekend, just the two of us. Is that something you think he would like?"

  Ellie reached out and ran one finger along my jawline, leaning in to kiss my chin when she got to it.

  "Cade, he thinks you're superman. He'd probably spend all weekend cleaning the house with you if you asked. Where were you thinking of going?"

  "Oh, just out to Lake Westwood, not far. I'll have my phone on me, obviously."

  I was lying through my teeth, tense with adrenaline over the plan I'd concocted in my head. Ellie said if Christopher wanted to go and if I promised to call her twice a day to check in, she was fine with me taking him. So when he came home from kindergarten the next day he was bursting with excitement, chattering non-stop as we drove out to the airport. As soon as he saw the planes, he looked up at me, confused.

  "Cade? Daddy? Is this where we're camping?"

  He still hadn't settled on what to call me and I was letting him work it out for himself.

  "No, Christopher. We're not actually going camping. We're going to surprise mommy."

  "Are we?!" He started bouncing up and down. "What's the surprise? Where are we going?"

  "Well," I started, sitting down in one of the hard, plastic chairs in the airport lounge and pulling my giggling son onto my lap, "do you know what getting married is?"

  Christopher thought about it for a little while, studying my face.

  "Is it when a lady wears a white dress and a man wears a suit? And they wear rings?"

  "Yes, that's what happens at a wedding."

  "And then," my son paused adorably to ponder whether or not his idea of marriage was correct, "they live together and they have a baby?"

  "Sometimes they have a baby before they get married."

  "Do they?"

  "Yes. I was thinking of asking your mommy if she wants to get married to me."

  "Will you live together then?"

  "I hope so, yes."

  "Would I be there? Would Baby Ben and David and Jacob be there?"

  "Yes, Christopher. Your mommy would never leave you and she would never leave your uncles, either. If she got married to me, of course you would be there, and so would they."

  "You're getting married to my mommy?"

  "Only if she says yes. I have to ask her first, and we would only get married if she wanted to. Is that something you would like?"

  I had anticipated some natural hesitance from Christopher but there was none. He grinned and wrapped his arms around my neck.

  So we flew to New York, my little lookalike son and I, and went to Tiffany and Co. to pick out a ring for me to propose to Ellie with. I knew if I'd asked her about rings she would have told me she didn't want anything ostentatious or showy. Ellie is nothing if not frugal. But the urge to go at least somewhat crazy was too strong to resist. If you can't splash out on an engagement ring for a woman who has never been spoiled in her life, then what can you splash out on? Eventually, after more than three hours in the turquoise-bedecked store and two trips by sales assistants to fetch snacks for my increasingly fractious son, I settled on a ring. A flawless, three and a half carat Asscher-cut diamond surrounded by a halo of smaller, blush pink diamonds and set simply in white gold. It was going to take a week to have ready so Christopher and I had to fly back to Michigan without it, while I tried repeatedly to impress upon him the importance of not mentioning a single thing to his mother. I actually took him out to Lake Westwood for the afternoon when we got back to North Falls, so we could throw rocks in the water and go for a short hike. He was going to have to tell Ellie something when she asked how camping had gone.

  Mostly, Christopher contained himself, although he came close to exploding with the news a couple of times, once at dinner when he suddenly jumped out of his chair yelling "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" and Ellie asked him what was going on.

  "Mommy! Cade is-"

  "Christopher!" I interjected, shaking my head at him and giving him a stern look which caused him to sit back down and press his lips together like the news was literally trying to burst out of his mouth. I wasn't even sure he was going to spill but I knew the secret was burning a hole in his consciousness and he wasn't going to be able to keep it in for long. Later on, after dinner when Ellie and I were washing dishes, she turned to me.

  "So what exactly has gotten into you and Christopher? You guys are acting weird."

  "Are we?"

  Ellie chuckled and took a step back, eyeballing me skeptically. "Cade, come on, are you serious? I'm not a total idiot and you two are definitely up to something."

  "Hmmm...I don't know about that, Ellie."

  She wasn't buying it, but she just laughed and went back to the dishes, rightfully confident that one of us, either me or our son, was going to crack soon enough.

  The day the ring arrived I went to the post office and then drove back to Ellie's place with the package sitting on the seat beside me. I kept looking over at it when I was stopped at red lights and feeling little curls of nervousness winding their way around my spine. What was she going to say? I knew she loved me - I kept repeating it to myself over and over so as not to go crazy. But what about everything else? Was she going to be open to moving to Los Angeles with the boys? And if she wasn't, was she willing to go long-distance for a couple of years until my contract with the Kings was up? What if she said no? Was I going to be able to resist the temptation to crawl back to L.A. with my tail between my legs and fall right back into the party lifestyle I'd only recently managed to extricate myself from?

  None of it mattered until I asked. Which I did later that night as the last shudders of Ellie's orgasm shook her soft thighs against my cheeks and her fingers relaxed their grip on my hair.

  "Oh my God, Cade. Oh my God. How do you do that?"

  I gave her a cocky grin and kissed one of her thighs before crawling up her body and kissing her mouth. She reached down between us and stroked her hand up my hard cock but I grabbed her wrist before it was too late.

  "Stop, Ellie."

  She laughed and went right back to stroking me.

  "No, Ellie," I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut and willing my brain to stay in control, "wait, wait a second. I need - I need to - there's something important."

  "Really, Cade? Is there something more important than this right now?"

  She squeezed my cock when she said the word 'this' and I almost lost it.

  "Yes. Ellie...please, yes, this is very important. Just...wait, please."

  I had to get off the bed and stand there for a few seconds running my hands through my hair and willing my dick to cool down. Ellie was watching me, baffled.

  "Cade, what the hell are you up to?"

  My pants, which had the ring box in the pocket, were lying on the floor where I'd thrown them. I picked them up and sat down on the bed, far enough away from Ellie that she wouldn't be able to reach me.

  "Ellie?"

  "Yes? Cade? Are you losing your mind?"

  "No, but I want you to listen to me. Just for a few minutes. I have something I want to say."

  She must have heard the seriousness in my voice, because she sat back a little and stopped laughing.

  "OK, Cade. Is this about going back to Los Angeles?"

  "Well, yes, in a way."

  "Cade, I know you have to go back, you don't have to-"

  "Ellie! Let me finish, woman!"

  She held up her hands and smiled. "OK
, alright, I'll be quiet."

  I knew she thought I was going to give her a talk about leaving, about how I had to do it. I knew she was expecting a series of vague promises about the future. Most other women would have guessed what I was up to but if I knew one thing about Ellie Hesketh, it was that she never expected good news. Nothing in her life had taught her to do so. If she was willing to have me, I was going to do every damn thing I could to change that.

  "Ellie," I started, taking a long, deep breath, "I love you. Do you know that?"

  She reached out and stroked my ankle, the one part of me that she could reach.

  "Yes, Cade, I know it."

  "Good. So we've established that. I love you. I want to be with you, all the time. I want to take care of you and my son and your brothers. I'm not willing to leave you again without making things official, either."

  I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out the turquoise blue box and bless Ellie and her complete lack of materialism, she didn't even recognize it. I got down on one knee beside the bed and saw it click in her eyes.

  "Cade, ohhh..."

  "Ellie Hesketh. You are the only woman I have ever loved. You are everything I have ever needed in life. When I'm not with you, you're all I think about. When I am with you, I'm happy. I want to make you happy, beautiful Ellie. For the rest of our lives. I want to be a father to our son. Will you marry me?"

  The seconds stretched out crazily as my heart nearly pounded out of my chest and Ellie sat on the bed staring at me. Finally, finally, it seemed to sink in.

  "Oh Cade. Oh my God. Are you - Cade are you serious?"

  I nodded. "Yes, I'm serious, Ellie. I've never been more serious about anything."

  "But, Cade. What about hockey? The boys aren't-"

  "Ellie!" I climbed up beside her and kissed her. "We can work out the details. Look at me. We can figure it out. Now please give me an answer before I explode!"

  She looked down at the ring and ran her fingers over the diamond, which even in the dim bedroom light sparkled like a tiny fireball. Then she said the word.

  "Yes."

  "Yes?"

  "Yes, Cade. Yes. Of course I'll marry you. You're the only thing that's missing. You're the only thing that's ever been missing."

  I took the ring out of the box and slid it onto her finger.

  "It's beautiful. Look! All those little diamonds are pink! Oh it's so pretty. I love it." She looked up at me. "And I love you."

  Ellie

  It took me a long time to be able to look down at the ring on my finger, so surprisingly heavy for such a gorgeous little thing, and accept that it was real - that what it represented was real. I sat there in bed with Cade after he slipped it onto my finger just staring at it.

  "Ellie, why do you look so worried?"

  "I'm not worried, Cade. I just - I can't believe this. I don't think I've ever felt like this, like absolutely nothing was wrong. I'm afraid to feel this way."

  "Well I could tell you to stop being afraid. Or I could just show you that there's no reason to be. And that's exactly what I intend to do."

  He was sitting beside me, shirtless and muscular and perfect. Surely it was some kind of trick, or a dream I was going to wake up from.

  "Is this what you did with Christopher? When you went 'camping'?"

  Cade laughed his deep, amused laugh. "Busted. I took him out to New York with me, he helped me pick it out."

  "Did you tell him what it was for? Did you tell the other boys?"

  "No. I mean, I told Christopher I was going to ask you, but that I didn't know whether you were going to say yes or not. And I thought you would probably rather tell your brothers yourself. I didn't want to jinx it."

  "Cade, you're crazy. As if I would say no."

  I rolled over, straddled my strapping fiancé and kissed his bare chest.

  "Mmm, Ellie. Are you happy, baby?"

  I nodded up at him, not taking my lips off his chest. He smiled and watched me kiss down to his belly and run my fingers over the waistband of his sweatpants. Nothing was better than seeing Cade smile. I could have used words but I wanted to show him, to make him feel how much I cared for him. I could feel his cock, hard again underneath the soft fabric, and I nuzzled my cheek against it as he inhaled quickly and reached down play with my hair.

  "Ellie..."

  "Yes, Cade?"

  "Nothing, I just wanted to say your n-"

  He didn't get to finish his sentence, because I pulled his sweatpants down under his cock, kissed the very tip of it and his words just dissolved into a heavy sigh.

  "I love you, Cade," I whispered, pushing my wet mouth down over him and tasting his salty pre-cum as he shifted his hips under me and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.

  "Ellie. That feels so fucking good."

  I kept my eyes on his, determined to witness every expression, and kissed and licked my way down his thick shaft to his balls. When I took them into my mouth, one after the other, his breathing started to get a little heavier.

  "Do you know what I want?" I asked, smiling, as I kissed my way back up.

  "What, Ellie? What do you want?"

  "I want," I said, swirling my tongue around him and tasting more pre-cum, "I want you to come in my mouth. I want you to watch me swallowing your cum, Cade."

  He closed his eyes briefly when I pushed my lips down on him one more time and kept going until I could feel him on the back of my tongue. I had one hand on his abs, which were tensing up as he pushed his body upwards, eager for more of my mouth, and the other gently holding his balls, caressing them.

  I sped up as he needed me to, taking as much of him as I could until his breathing was ragged and his voice was thick. I stopped one more time, for just a few seconds.

  "You're close, aren't you"

  "Yes, Ellie. Fuck. Yes."

  "Are you going to come in my mouth?"

  I took him again, more of him this time, until I was almost gagging and he was jerking his hips up off the bed and moaning. I made sure not to close my eyes. I wanted to see him when he came, so powerful and masculine and unable to hold himself back.

  "Ellie, mmm, Ellie, oh honey, baby..."

  The first warm spurt of his cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed, still not breaking eye-contact. Cade's fingers tightened in my hair and he held me down as his body shuddered and I had to swallow over and over again.

  When he was finished and I pulled away I could feel cum spilling down my chin.

  "You're beautiful, Ellie. You are so fucking beautiful," Cade breathed, panting and running his hand up the length of his cock to squeeze out the last few drops. I leaned down and licked them off, smiling up at him and so pleased with myself for being able to make him come that hard.

  We showered together before going to sleep and Cade wrapped his body around mine in bed, spooning me so all I could feel as I drifted off was the feeling of him next to me, big and strong and solid.

  The next day Cade and I made a run to the grocery store to pick up enough food for the special family meal we were planning that night. He made a list before we left and I found it on the table. He must have seen the look on my face as I was reading it.

  "Ellie, stop. It's a special dinner. Let's go all out."

  "Cade, this is going to cost over a hundred dollars."

  "Probably two hundred. Rib-eye isn't cheap and we have to feed four hungry boys as well as ourselves."

  He was smiling but I felt awkward and put on the spot. "I can't afford this."

  "I know, that's why I'm going to be paying for it. You might as well get used to it now, Ellie."

  "What do you mean?"

  "You know what I mean. We're engaged. What's mine is yours and so on."

  "Cade..."

  He put his arm around my shoulder and stopped kidding around.

  "Ellie, listen to me. You don't have to struggle anymore, alright? That's over. I know it's sudden and I know it's going to take some getting used to, but it's how things are
going to be from now on. I want to take care of you and the boys. There's nothing I want more, alright? So bite your tongue, because we're going to have a feast tonight."

  I bit my tongue. Cade was right, though. It felt very, very strange to walk into the grocery store with what was essentially a blank check. I couldn't stop myself from checking all the prices, doing comparisons and calculations in my head for the best deals. He knew I was doing it and he was very patient with me, but when I was done comparing bargain cuts of beef he just grinned and threw about eighty dollars worth of steaks into the cart.