Chase (Resisting Love #1)(61)

“You are the best, Nik,” I tell her, rummaging through one of the bags. Kade’s friend, Ashley, walks over and I frown.

“Hello, I’m Ashley. Who are you?” Ashley asks Nikki.

“This is my best friend, Nikki, she lives here now.” I tell Ashley. This girl doesn’t play nice, so I’m wondering what she is up to.

Nikki and Ashley eye each other.

“Oh yeah, you’re that bitch who told Layla to stay away from Kade!” Nikki says, chuckling evilly.

“Oh, I’ll get Kade,” Ashley purrs. “I did enjoy the other two, especially Chase,” She gives me a smug look as she says Chase’s name.

Well, shit.

I turn around looking for Chase. I’d love nothing more than to get involved in this, but there’s no way in hell I can. I put a hand on my stomach and sigh. I spot Chase seated, eating chocolate. Twix bars I suppose. You would think he was the pregnant one. I get his attention and signal him to come over. I turn back to the girls to see Nikki sitting on top of Ashley and repeatedly punching her, Ashley must have said something I didn’t hear, because I don’t think Nikki would just lay her out like that over that one comment. I almost laugh, because right at this moment “Girl Fight” by Brooke Valentine is playing. Instead of stopping the fight, Chase carries me in his arms and takes me far away from the fighting. From my new position, I can see Kade rushing over, pulling Nikki off Ashley.

“What the f*ck is going on here!?” Kade growls.

“No one talks to my f*cking best friend like that!” Nikki sneers.

All heads turn in my direction.

“Layla?” Chases asks. I tell him what she said and his body tenses.

“Kade, get her the f*ck out of here,” Chase booms.

Kade says nothing as he escorts Ashley outside, and from the window, I see him load her up in his car and back out of the driveway.

“Why the hell is Kade friends with her? She will be back,” James mutters.

“Why the hell did everyone f*ck her?” Nikki spits out.

“Nikki, I understand you gotta stick up for Layla, but she is f*cking pregnant. She can’t be your partner in crime anymore, anytime you lose your shit!” Chase explodes.

I cringe. Nikki looks over at me and her eyes soften. “Sorry,” she mouths to me. I give her a smile. I wasn’t in any danger; I wasn’t standing right next to them. Chase needs to realize I will always look after my baby first. If I was in danger of getting hurt, I would have got the hell out of dodge.

“Come on, Nikki, let’s get you cleaned up, you got blood everywhere. Who would have thought you could lay a bitch out like that.” James chuckles as he takes her arm and heads towards the bathroom.

“Actually, she does this often.” I yell down the hallway.

“Just f*cking great,” Chase mutters quietly. Chase turns to me, “I don’t want you around her when she gets like that.”

“When she gets like what? Loses her temper and resorts to violence? You don’t ever do that do you, honey?”

Chase narrows his eyes at me. “You’re pregnant, angel, I don’t want you hurt. I will f*cking die before you get hurt!” he hisses.

“Chase, I will be fine. I promise,” I soothe. He kisses me deeply.

“I know you will baby, because I will make it so.”





Chapter Thirty Three


Hand in hand, Chase and I are walking in the shopping mall. I dragged him shopping, he claims to hate it, but I’m pretty sure he’s as excited about buying baby things as I am. I’m now four months along, and I have a little baby bump. Chase thinks it’s adorable. I’m eating a large ice cream cone, and Chase is teasing me about it, making pervy comments, when I see Aubrey. She looks the same, she’s wearing a barely there mini skirt and a tight top. Chase looks over to see what I’m staring at, and he instantly tenses. She sees us, and her face pinches even more than usual. Her face goes a little red; I can almost see the steam coming out of her ears. She walks over with a sneer on her face.

“Still together I see. How lovely,” she says sarcastically.

“Of course we are. Not even you could tear us apart,” I say dryly. I hold my hand up so she can see the ring.

She looks down at it and then her gaze goes to my stomach, and her face goes pale. She looks up, looks at Chase, and starts crying.

“This should be us. Not you and her! It always was supposed to be us.” She whispers the last part.

“No, Aubrey, it wasn’t. You know that too, you need to let it go,” he says this in a soft, soothing voice.

“Wait until your father hears about this! He’s gonna be livid! You know he was expecting us to end up together!” She is grasping at straws now.

“I couldn’t care less. It’s what I want, not what he wants,” Chase counters.

“You said you would never get married, that you weren’t the commitment kind!”

“Obviously I’ve changed, Aubrey,” he tells her gently. She puts her head down, sobbing dramatically.

After a few moments, she looks up, mascara running down her face, then she scowls. “You’re right, Chase, you’re absolutely f*cking right. Wanna know a secret?” She leans in and fake whispers “Lilly wasn’t f*cking yours.” She steps back and has the ugliest grin on her face. I look up to see Chase, and he looks like he’s going to be sick. The color has drained from his face, his eyes gone dead.