Chapter 50

                                    

                                          
I stuttered at his response but I meant exactly what I said the way I said it. "I meant exactly what I said." I told him. James took his shirt off and sat on the edge of the bed, turning his head to look at me. "You think I don't a soul?" He asked me again. I bit my lip, his finger came to touch my lips. "Don't bite your lip, Blue.. You know what that does to me. Answer me." I shook my head and I looked down at my lap.
                          
James lifted my head with his index finger and looked me with cold eyes. "You want a drink?" I asked him in attempt to change the subject, he shook his head. "You're not getting off the hook. Speak." He demanded. I gulped and I took his hand in mine, "Yes, James. You have no soul... At least not to me." I felt his face turn to sadness and he left me go, getting off the bed. 
                          
"And you love me like this? Without a soul?" He rasped. "It's hard but I get passed it... It doesn't bother me." I crossed my legs and tossed my phone in the air, trying to fiddle with stuff. James gulped, "If I had no soul I could easily kill you with no hesitation at all--!" He pointed a gun to my temple and played with the trigger. My body froze and I was afraid. "James...." I whispered. 
                          
He put the gun down and grabbed my hand, "When im around you, I can't afford to have a soul... I just can't, Blue Marie." He kissed my lips softly and walked to the door. "Why?" I asked him. He didn't look at my face again, he faced the door and walked out. I sighed. What did he mean by that? I thought. 
                          
I was stubborn, I got out of bed and followed him. "What did you mean?" I grabbed him. "I mean.... That when I'm around you, you make me feel like earth doesn't move. Your smile, your body, your kisses. Your love, your soul is pure and magnificent. I can't afford to get sucked into your life when my life is all of this..." He whispered. "Instead you want me to sucked into your life?" I asked. James smirked. 
                          
"You have no choice, aye." I chuckled and blushed. He took my hand and made him follow him. "Come." He pulled me away from the bedroom. "Where are you taking me?" I asked him. He took me to the enormous, white bathroom he had downstairs. "Take a shower." He demanded, "I'll be in with you in 5 minutes." He told me, "James. I don't want sex." I said. He raised his eyebrows and his fist balled up, "Then what do you want?" 
                          
"You..." I burst out of my lips and I pressed my lips into a hard tense line. "Get in, Blue." His face turned serious and he left. I turned the hot water on and my robe fell. The room turned foggy and I got in, I wet my body and soaped my body with soap, cleaning myself off. I counted the 5 minutes in my head... James would be here in 2 minutes now. I washed my hair with shampoo and I recently found out how much he loved conditioner.
                          
30 seconds. I washed the shampoo out and lathered my hair with conditioner, leaving it to soak into my scalp. "10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1" I whispered. I heard the bathroom door close and I felt pants fall, I stayed calm and relaxed. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. But I told him I needed him and I think that's what he's here for. 
                          
I kept my body faced away from him. He grabbed me with his dry hands until they got wet from my body. "Tell me what you need... Tell me, Blue." He demanded. I felt how hard he was. I moaned into my throat and he kissed my neck, sucking on it gently. "You.. You. I need you..." I moaned as his hands played with my breast under the hot water. "Tell me again." His voice husked into my ear and I turned to him, facing him. "You!" I spat, kissing his lips hard, passionatley and he lost breathe. He grabbed onto my thigh and we both sat down in the bathtub as the shower head wet us from above.
                          
He sucked on my wet body and he was still so hard but I told him I didn't want sex. "James," I moaned. "You said no sex..." He repeated. I nodded. "I want you... I don't want sex, I want you to kiss me. I need your kiss. Not your body. Your kiss. All night long." I whispered as I grabbed his head in between my hands and kissed his nose.
                          
I bit my lip to tease him and he smiled, huffing out a breathe. He touched my bottom lip with his thumb and saw how damaged it was from me biting it. "Does it hurt?" He asked. He saw the blood trickle down my lip as I bit it more. "It hurts a little but bite it..." I demanded in a whisper. "Bite it until I can't feel it anymore. Kiss me.." I moaned. 
                          
His lips attacked me and I giggled. We made out as he took my hair into his fingers, "You know how much I love conditioner." He husked inbetween kisses. His teeth grinded on my lip and finally he bites and I felt the skin peel off as he pulled on it, I moaned loudly as his hands pulled my hair and his teeth pulled my lip, "You know how much I love when you do that to me." I said referring to the hair pulling and lip biting. 
                          
We continued to kiss out of passion, never stopping to breathe or look at eachother. He bit my lip again, and again. I moaned as he pulled my hair back, giving him access to my neck. He sucked on that as we both sat in the bathtub, the shower head wetting our bodies together. His teeth grinded on my neck and my collarbone and he released my hair, I looked into his eyes. Finally out of breathe, "I am in love with you Cali King." I breathed. 
                          
His eyes soften and he kissed me once, softly, gently, manly and beautifully. His hands rested on the back of my waist. "I'm that to everyone else... But to you, I'm James. Just James Jefferies, baby." He whispered to me. "James.." I repeated. He looked up at me, his eyes were looking at my breast. I smirked at his cockiness. "What?" He asked me. "James..." I said again, it wasn't in a form of a question. He looked at me confusingly. I took his hand and pressed his against my yet flat belly, "If it's a boy, I want his name to be James."
                          
His body tensed up, froze and looked at me I shock. He didn't speak to me, his lips finally opened from their awkward position after 2 minutes, he spoke. "I had a dream, I was dying.." He says. "You just revived me, baby." We both smiled and we kissed again. I rinsed the conditioner out and turned the water off and I wrapped a towel around my body, he wrapped a towel around his waist. 
                          
I saw the look in his eyes. He was happy, he was excited and still shocked. I took my hand as we looked at eachother in the mirror. He kissed my shoulder blade and his hand traced up my thigh to touch my clit, I moaned and bit my lip. "Don't.." He warned, he hated when I bit my lip. It turned him on. I released my lip and his hands went over the towel where my belly was. "James?" He asked. I smiled, "James." I assured him. He smiled and laughed a little, kissing my cheek. 
                          
He let me go and I got dressed into some jeans and a nice blue blouse, James favorite color. I dried my hair and combed it, putting into a tall ponytail, showing my face. I got out of the shower and saw James standing there with his keys in his hand, "You get ready fast." I admired. He put his arm around my waist and led me to his car.
                          
Someone pulled up to the driveway, preventing us to leave. It was a cop. James grabbed me tightly and his jaw clenched. I noticed the blonde headed lady coming up the driveway, I smiled. "Grandma!" I exclaimed happily, Stef hugged me, she was still on her police uniform. "Grandma?" James questioned. I remembered he has never met Lena and Stef. 
                          
"Baby, this is my mom's mom. Grandma Stef, this is James, My fiancée." James wore a short sleeve shirt so she noticed all his Gang related tattoos. All of them had meaning of The Kings. He got tense and uncomfortable, lighting a cigarette. "Your mother said you would be here so she asked me to give you this." She handed me a big yellow envelope. I nodded and she kissed my cheek.
                          
"I'll escort you to your car." I said, I looked at James. "Relax, baby. Please." I touched his cheek and kissed his lips gently, making his body relax a lot. I walked with Grandma to her car and she revved it up. She had one leg out as she spoke with me. "Blue..." Her face turned serious, "He's a criminal." She tells me.
                          
I nod. "Yeah, I know but I don't care... He's a good man." She takes my hand and plays with my palm. "Don't be like your mother. marry a good man, not a hoodlum." She whispered, I pull myself away from her touch in anger. I grit my teeth, "Mom must of told you that im marrying him. I am and tell Mom this too when you see her.. I'm pregnant." I rasped in an evil tone.
                          
She puts her other leg in the car and I slam her door. She leaves the property. I walk up the lawn to grab James hand, he kissed me passionatley, pulling me into him in protection. "Oh Blue. I love you.." He smiles, opening the car door for me.