CHAPTER 29
Sophie
You know what wouldn’t have been so bad? Grabbing that giant bottle of wine like I had intended and planting my ass on the couch all night. I wouldn’t even have made a mess because I wouldn’t have used a wine glass. My plan was awesome until I realized there were no liquor stores open on Christmas. I even stooped so low as to call my Mom and ask if she had a little vino in her house and let me tell you, to say I was shocked that my Dad answered the phone is an understatement. I need to bleach my ears after hearing his excuses to get off the phone and him forgetting to hang up and leaving the phone on. It took me exactly one moan to end that call and contemplate my life’s choices that led me to that moment.
So here I lay in bed with my kindle reading the latest smutty book that’s come out and I have to say it’s better than getting shitfaced on the couch and watching The Holiday for the umpteenth time. Well, maybe if I had just one glass it’d be a semi okay way to end my Christmas.
BANG BANG BANG
Jesus Christ… what the…? Who the hell would be banging down my door at this hour? I look over to the clock on my nightstand and see its seven at night. How lame can I get? I thought it was after midnight.
BANG BANG BANG
What if it’s the killer? You know, the metaphorical person you’re terrified of when you’re by yourself.
That thought has me pulling my comforter up to my neck and looking around for a weapon. Damnit! I get out of bed and find nothing to use besides a tube of wrapping paper. If I swing just right and hit in the perfect spot I could do some damage I suppose.
BANG BANG BANG
Now I’m getting annoyed and realize if the killer was in my house they wouldn’t be knocking down my door. They’d have come in through a window or the back door. Jimmied the lock somehow. With wrapping paper in hand because you just never know, I make my walk towards my front door. But first I stop at a window so I can peak behind the curtain and take a looksee.
Kyle’s looking around my house with determination on his face. His head swings to me and we make eye contact causing me to quickly pull the curtain to hide… except its lace.
“Open the door Soph.”
I take a deep breath and open the front fucking door. What the hell is going on? Has he gone crazy?
The second the doors open Kyle barges inside like a man on a mission. Why couldn’t he have changed before he came over to do whatever the hell he needs to do? That dress shirt is doing wonders and making me want to rip it off like in the movies so I can watch the buttons fly around the room like a little button grenade.
Kyle turns the living room lights on then turns to face me. There’s a smile lighting his face and I suddenly get very nervous. That’s not a smile I’ve seen in a while and I’m worried my clothes are going to fly off of their own volition if he stays here looking at me like that too long.
“Sophie…” He lets that linger in the air.
“Kyle…” I mimic.
“Come here.” He holds his hand out for me but I ignore it and sit on the single seat recliner. It makes him laugh but in no way stops him from getting down on his knees in front of me. Seriously, what the hell is going on?
He grabs my hands and brings both to his lips. After kissing each he lies them in my lap and his hands are way too close to my vagina for my liking. My body starts to heat up and I’m about one how you doin’ from mauling him.
No Soph, think of Vegas, think of Vegas again from five years ago… damn, Vegas just isn’t our lucky charm apparently.
“What’s so funny baby?” He turns his head inquisitively and his eyes light up.
“Oh nothing… what’s going on Ky? Is everything okay with Gabe?”
“Gabe is fine and as for why I’m here? Your times up Sophie. I’ve given you months to think on things and a chance to clear your head. You have no idea how hard it’s been for me not seeing you every day.”
“I don’t have an idea?” I laugh and get up from the recliner after shoving him aside. FYI, he didn’t budge so I had to climb over the arm of the chair. “Are you fucking kidding me right now Kyle Cage? Let me ask you a question.” I whirl on him and he’s still on the ground looking up at me. “Do you think it’s so easy to just POOF! and shut your feelings off for someone? A person you’ve held a candle for practically your whole life? It takes time to get over that kind of love.”
“Sophie, your time for talking’s done. If I know you well enough you’ve been talking yourself out of a relationship with me rather than the right thing which is talking yourself into one. Like I said a minute ago, your times up and you’re coming back home with me.”
“Ky…”
“No…” He hushes me when he jumps up and places a finger to my lips. “My turn.” His eyes begin to smolder and I take a few safety steps backwards until my retreat is thwarted by a wall.
“Don’t look so terrified babe, I know you want this as bad as I do.” He takes one step and I hold my hand up.
“Please, can’t you just leave well enough alone?” I look down at the ground praying for strength to get through this moment without another broken heart. “Do you know what Vegas did to me? It fucking ruined me Kyle!” I can’t help but yell as the raw emotion bubbles to the surface. “It chewed me up and spit me out. At the end I didn’t have you and Gabe didn’t have a father.”
“Gabe’s always had a father.” He growls.
“That’s not what you said when you told me to get out of your house. Not what you said when you said Gabe wasn’t your kid.”
“Sophie…” He runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. “I have regretted that every second since it happened.”
“Bullshit, only since you found out you believed the wrong person.”
“No, there was a sinking feeling in my gut that told me it was all bullshit and I pray Soph, I fucking wish I had the balls to have questioned the paternity test when Preston showed up. I knew before I heard Preston talking about it that it was all a lie. You know why? Sophie look at me baby.”
I look up and see all the pain swirling in his gorgeous baby blues. Pain that I’m now realizing he’s allowed to feel because he lost me the same day I lost him. The past few months my mindset was screw him! He did this and shouldn’t be the one playing the victim. But the truth is he lost his family that day too… and his championship a day later.
“If you can get past all that… I’m cashing in.”
I must look confused as hell because he starts laughing. “Cashing in?”
“Cashing in, calling in my marker, making good on a pact.” He pulls an extremely wrinkled piece of paper from the back pocket of his pants and holds it in the air. “Do you remember what we did when we were 14?” He smiles.
“A lot of stupid shit.” I laugh. “I think that’s the year we tried tipping Mr. Moore’s cows because Jayden told us they dance when they get back up.”
“Damn, I forgot about that.” He laughs. “But no, not that. I’m talking about this.” He unfolds the paper and tries to flatten it out and proceeds to read what’s written. “I Kyle Cage hereby promise to marry my best friend Sophie Frankel when we turn 25. If we’re not married, which she won’t be because I won’t let anyone marry her, we’ll get married on the eve of my 25th birthday with a giant cake and our wedding song will be Your Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney.” He looks up at me and passes me the paper. “Your turn.”
“Kyle…” I whisper.
“Read it Soph.” He pleads.
“I Sophie Frankel hereby promise to marry my best friend Kyle Cage when we turn 25.” A tear slips from my eye but I keep going. “I suppose a winter wedding would be okay because he turns 25 first and it’s in December. We’ll have chicken tenders and chocolate pudding… and champagne. We’ll be old enough!” I laugh.
“Keep going…”
I look at the paper thinking that’s it, that’s all I remember us writing ten years ago. My eyes scan the words and find a very faint note written in pencil. Its hard to read probably having faded over time.
“Sophie doesn’t know this but someday I will marry her. I’ll need someone to do my laundry and cook for me when I’m a big fighter like Zander. And no one will ever be good enough for her or love her like I do.”
Tears fall freely from his 14-year-old declaration. Christ, we were just kids. How could he have known at that point that he’d want to be married to me?
“I’ve always known we’d end up together someday. I wish I could go back in time and pat myself on the back for making you sign this pact. And you did sign it at the bottom. You see there?” He gets close and points to my sloppy signature. “It’s iron clad.”
I laugh. “I’m not sure this would hold up in court Mr. Cage.”
“It shouldn’t have to.”
I take an unsteady breath. “You really pulled out the big guns huh?” I look at him and try to figure out his angle then realize there isn’t one. He’s just a man standing in front of me with his heart on his sleeve. How could I have stayed away from him for all these months? Sure, the pain was something I needed time to get over but he’s it. He’s my person in life. My one love. The person I’ve known I’d end up with since I was ten. Before I signed this stupid pact.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking that better be a giant ass chocolate cake because I’m not compromising. You put it right here in writing.” I point to the paper and smile through my tears.
The papers gone in an instant and I’m being hauled against Kyle’s solid body with his tongue invading my mouth. There’s nothing sweet or shy about this kiss. This is a kiss of two lovers reuniting. Two people that love each other despite the hurt and pain they’ve gone through and made it out the other end. When we pull back he holds me close.
He starts undressing me as we walk our way towards my bedroom. We leave a trail of clothes in our path and when we get to my bedroom I kiss a path across Kyle’s chest that makes him shiver. His skin pebbles as he picks me up and gently lays me on the bed.
He eyes my naked body as he hovers close above me. “How the hell did I get so lucky?” He dips down and sucks a nipple into his mouth and I’m wondering the same thing. Not many people move beyond a third chance in life. I’m convinced with all the shit we’ve gone through we can make it through anything.
“Kyle…” I moan when his fingers start working my already swollen clit. “I need you… now.” I pant.
His face is suddenly in view and his eyes are so intense it brings a tear to my eye.
“I love you Sophie. It’s always been you.”
“It’s only ever been you Kyle…” I kiss his lips. “I love you too, so much.”
When Kyle slides inside me we moan together. In this moment nothings ever felt so right. Love isn’t just a feeling, its two-people putting everything they are into each other and hey… if an orgasm is the outcome who am I to argue?
We’re making love and my heart completely swells with every thrust of his hips and moan that bounces off the walls of the room.
“Do you feel that Soph?”
“God, don’t stop Kyle. Don’t ever stop!”
His movements slow and each hand comes to rest on the sides of my face. “Never baby. I will never give up on us.”
“I’m sorry I did.” I whisper.
“No, you never gave up on us. You just needed some time to heal and I promise you’ll never need that time again.”
He starts to pump his hips faster, harder. With every forward thrust he pushes me higher and higher up the bed until I’m met with the headboard. My hands fly up to grip the leather material as my bodies worked so good I don’t know where I am anymore.
“Soph…” He grunts. “Are you still with me baby?”
I open my eyes and peer into my favorite shade of blue. “Always.”
“Fuck, I’m so close… together babe.” Kyle starts to furiously rub my clit making sparks fly behind my eyelids. No man has ever had me like this other than Kyle and I’m thankful. I’d never want to experience this with anyone else.
“What are you thinking in your pretty little head?” He grunts as he swivels his hips.
“Not much with how you’re moving those hips Mr. Cage.” I laugh then stare into his eyes. “I’m glad it’s only been you.”
His hips start to pound away letting me know that hit him on a primal level. I start shouting his name as the bliss of my impending orgasm swallows my body whole. My back arches off the bed and when I hear Kyle shout my name through his release my hips continue to match his thrusts. I need him to feel as good as I do.
A moment later Kyle’s sweaty and oh so delicious body is collapsed on top of me. I welcome the feeling of his weight because he’s here with me. The only place I’d want to be right now.
“You too baby.” Kyle mumbles into the pillow. His head pops up. “It’s only ever been you.” I laugh but he places his fingers over my mouth. “You’ve had my heart since the sandbox. I’ve had yours just as long but I didn’t handle it with the care it deserved.”
New tears leak from my eyes and I realize I’m becoming one hell of a cry baby. I can tell you how many times I’ve cried in the last year before Kyle came back in my life. Once when I slid through Gabe’s vomit in the hallway and broke my toe when I crashed into the door.
“I love you Kyle Cage.”
“I love you soon-to-be Mrs. Cage.” He places a kiss on my ring finger making my heart beat double time. “I don’t want to let you go, what if this isn’t real?”
“Aw, my baby Cage is back.” He growls making me giggle. “I’m not going anywhere Ky.”
“Thank fuck for that but it’ll be a little more difficult in a few days to get rid of me.” A boyish smile lights his face causing me to narrow my eyes at him.
“What do you mean by that?”
“A pact’s a pact.”
“Yeah…” I’m still confused.
“I turn 25 in two days.” He smiles as mine wipes from my face.
“No way Kyle! We’re not even engaged!”
“You see, I just knew you’d say that. That just proves I know you better than anyone else.” He jumps out of bed and runs out of the room and I can’t help but clock his ass the whole time it’s in view. It’s a damn fine ass!
He comes back into the room and jumps in bed with me. He doesn’t say or do anything for several minutes so I figure he just went to the bathroom. Kyle starts playing with my hand slowly tracing designs all over my hand and down each finger. Cold metal slides its way up my finger… the finger! My inner ten-year-old is doing the Macarena when I realize what’s going on.
“Kyle…” I whisper as he props himself up on his elbow.
“Sophie Frankel, I’ve loved you since you made me eat sand when we were five. And I’d like to add you were right, sand does work better than spinach.” He flexes his bicep and I cover my eyes with my hands unable to believe this moments happening.
“If two people were ever meant to be its us. It’s always been us Sophie.” He pulls my hands from my face. “You, me and Gabe, we’re a family. We belong under one roof so I can love you everyday never leaving a question about it. I want to wake up to you every morning and kiss Gabe goodnight before we make love and go to bed. I want to fill our house with children. I want to wake up for a midnight feeding and change shitty diapers.”
“You might want to rethink that one.” I laugh.
“No, I want all that and more. I want a life with you…” He looks nervous before taking my hand and bringing it to his lips. He kisses each finger before planting a final kiss on my ring. “I want to grow old with you. I want you to do my laundry and cook me dinner because I’m a badass MMA fighter.”
“How can I refuse that?” I laugh.
“Sophie, will you make my dream from when I was a hormonal teenage boy come to life? Will you become Mrs. Kyle Cage and live your life with me?”
I jump up and straddle his naked waist. “YES! I love you so much Kyle!” I stare down at the massive diamond on my finger and my hand starts to tremble. It’s gorgeous and of course a bit more extravagant than I would have picked but I absolutely love it! He knows me well. Simple and understated with a single stone but flashy enough for his liking.
“I love you too.” We make out for a few minutes before I feel his cock grow against my ass.
“Fuck, we don’t have time for another round. We have to get back to Gabe and go to the Cage family slumber party.” He starts tweaking a nipple between his fingers like he’d rather do anything but.
“You better stop that then!” I jump off the bed and run to my bureau to get dressed. When I turn around fully clothed I see he hasn’t moved so much as an inch.
“Let’s go! I have a house full of people to show my ring off to!”
He laughs and gets off the bed. Before he hunts down his clothes he walks over to me and cups my face in his hands.
“Are you happy babe?”
“I’m convinced there’s no one happier on the planet Earth right now.”
“Yes, there is… me.” He kisses my mouth then sets out to gather his clothes.
“Should I alert the press that Reckless has gone full-on poetic?”
“Fuck no!” He pokes his head back in the room. “Make no mistakes Soph, I’ll still fuck you up against this wall.” He growls.
“And Reckless is back ladies and gentleman!”
A short while later we’re in his car on our way back to Zander and Savvy’s. My hand is in his and nothing feels better. The ride is made in silence, nothing else needs to be said. We pull up the long driveway and Kyle cuts the engine.
“Soph, before we go in there.” He turns to face me. “What you did, with the birth certificate. I don’t even know what to say. Actually, I do. You made me look like a pussy in front of my brothers when I cried.” He laughs.
I place my hand on his stubbled cheek. “I really do have my Kyle back.” I whisper.
“Always.”
We get out of the car and head for the house. “I love this rugged man thing you have going on.” I gesture to his five o’clock shadow.
“This is what makes me rugged and manly?” He laughs. “Not the fights or my bulging muscles?”
“Well…”
“Or the huge dick in my pants?”
“Shhhh, someone will surely hear you with your family lurking around!”
“We all know I’m the biggest!” We hear and look to see Jay hovering at the front door.
“I wasn’t a part of the official measurements that went down.” Kyle challenges.
“Oh fuck, it’s on! Z get the tape measure!” Jay runs in the house like this is the most important thing in the world. Measuring their dicks. I freaking love this family.
After walking through the door we’re met with hugs and an overwhelming amount of congratulations.
“So this means you’re getting married right?” Gabe questions when we explain everything.
“Yes baby, is that okay with you?”
“I guess. Wait, that means we can live with Dad, right?” He stares at me with a serious face.
“We haven’t discussed it…”
“Yes, you’re going home with me tomorrow.” Kyle cuts me off.
“Thank god! It’s been a hard five years living without a pool.” He runs off to play with his cousins like his whole life isn’t about to change. Oh to be a kid again.
“You’ve created a monster. When he’s a big bad MMA fighter I expect you to check him.” I point my finger at Kyle.
“Of course.” But he looks worried probably contemplating his own MMA journey.
“Don’t worry. Even if he loses his way I’m sure he’ll always find his way back home.”
Kyle kisses me before he’s being pulled into another room with his brothers. I walk over and sit next to the girls and ask them what’s going on.
“They’re crazy, that’s what’s going on.” Ashlyn laughs. “Jay’s always prided himself on being the most well-hung Cage and it’s not something he takes lightly.”
“Yeah he never lets the other guys live down the extra .3 inches in his pants.” Savvy laughs.
I notice Georgie’s gone quiet and the girls start laughing.
“What? Those extra .3 inches make all the difference.” She winks at us and we all burst out laughing.
“Welcome to the Cage family.” Savvy says but adds, “Even though you’ve been in it a lot longer than I have.”
“At least we have someone else on our side now. Girls nights are going to be a blast now as long as Sophie doesn’t pass out behind the bar.”
“Or get vagina boated by a stripper.”
My face heats red. “Hey! That wasn’t my fault!”
A short while later all the guys leave the room straight faced. They’re not giving anything away until Kyle raises his hands in celebration and declaring that there’s a tie.
Georgie pats me on the shoulder. “See, you know what I’m talking about.”
I look back to my man and ogle the hell out of him.
I sure do!