Sinful duty ~ ( Book 2 wicked desires series )

Ryker I knew I had to let her go the moment I’d seen that look, she’d fallen for him as soon as she saw him and I knew she’d never look at me that way, I suppose I could have carried on with the charade, even married her but that would have been unfair not only to me but Kala, granted I’d planned it wrong but like classical me I never did think before I did, the game wasn’t as fun as I’d thought it would be, I’d had strong feelings for Kala but I don’t think it was ever love, infatuation maybe but not love, the only thing that had connected us was the steamy s*x, which was hot! But how long would that satisfy us both, no it had gone exactly as it should have done. I thought she’d never forgive me but that’s the thing about Kala, she has a big heart, she truly is a gift to the world and while she would no longer be my world, Kala and Charlie became my best friends because I needed more of those didn’t I, I thought rolling my eyes. So here I was standing at there wedding waiting to watch my two best friends express their love for one another, I was happy for them, I really was but weddings were just so corny, I couldn’t even f**k the maid of honour because it was my sister! Should have known she’d pick Skye to stand at her side as she said “I do.” She looked a vision in red, I was shocked when she told me she was choosing red for her wedding gown but when I saw her gliding down the aisle, she was a vision, it’s like that dress was made for her the way it clung to every curve of her body, what? I can still admire her, even if watching her did make my c**k twitch I knew I’d never go there again, which was unfortunate because she was a great f**k, okay she was more than that but that was the past, I’d gotten her ready just for Charlie. I watched them as they said their vows and sealed it with a kiss and I knew right then and there that Kala and Charlie were perfect for each other.  Sitting alone. I know sad. Alone. Sipping my whiskey, wondering what amount of time was a good time to make my quick getaway. Did I mention weddings weren’t my thing?  I looked around at all the happy faces, this was what weddings were about happy couples, so a thirty-three year old single man would want to get away from here as fast as he could, I swirled the last dregs of my whisky as I tipped the glass back consuming the last remnants of the cool liquid that burned my throat as it glided down my throat, placing the glass delicately on the table, I was ready to slip away. “Ry?” “Hey Charlie” I smiled, s**t, now I’d have to have a conversation. “How are you?” “I’m good, beautiful wedding, congratulations again.” I smiled once more. He stood there awkwardly looking at me, I knew it would take awhile before the uncomfortable silences would disperse between us. “I think I’m going to call it a night but-.” “Oh no, your leaving already?” Kala, of course, i inwardly groaned to myself, couldn’t even silently slip away quietly right. “Yeah, I hate to miss all the fun—.” “Liar.” I raised my eyebrows to Charlie, the man knew me too well. “But congratulations again.” I smiled, I stood up and hugged Kala and Charlie as I turned to walk away. “Hey, leaving without saying goodbye.” Once again I groaned, was I ever going to escape this f*****g place, turning I saw Skye stood there beaming at me. “Well I was trying to make a quick get away.” “Of course you was.” She grinned. “Don’t be a stranger caveman.” She whispered in my ear.                                                                                          **** Kala I watched as he walked away secretly hoping he’d find happiness just like I had, we’d all come along way since I first stepped into Rykers world, who would of thought I’d be marrying Charlie Dalton, back then I’d have called you crazy if you’d have even broached the subject but here I was standing next to the man that lit a fire inside of me with just one look, I’d hoped Ryker would have stayed longer but I knew he hated these type of celebrations, they didn’t soften his heart like they did most people, he just seemed bored but I appreciated him lasting as long as he did. I’d thought it maybe weird having my ex at my wedding but I’m a firm believer in second chances and I wouldn’t be here stood next to my husband if it wasn’t for Ryker Jones. “I think you owe me a dance.” Charlie smiled at me in the loving way he always had since we had met, he wasn’t wrong when he told me he always got what he wanted, I just never knew back then that what he wanted was me. Lacing my hands firmly in his I let him guide me onto the dance floor, our bodies pressed together, I could feel the butterflies flitting in the pit of my stomach from the slightest touch when our bodies connected, raising my arms and placing them loosely around his neck, I could feel his breath on my neck as we swayed in time to the music, pushing my head further into his finally letting my lips find his ear I whispered “I have something to tell you.” “Oh yeah and what would that be.” I could feel the smile on his lips. “Daddy.” I heard him groan. “No.” I stopped, creating space between us, moving my hands across his and pushing them across my stomach and smiled. “Kala?” “You’re going to be a daddy.” I smiled. I’d wanted to tell him before our wedding day but it was never the right time, something always came up, in between repairing broken friendships, been lost in each other and wedding plans, there was never a perfect moment. Right here and now, close, just serene I knew now was the perfect time to tell him. I’m not going to lie I’d been scared of telling him, we’d not spoke of having children just yet and this was a surprise for me as much as it would be for him although it was bound to happen, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other and we had never used protection, I was just shocked it hadn’t happened sooner. I’d hoped this would be a nice surprise but looking at him now, wide eyed, I just wasn’t sure, after all I’d just dropped a bombshell on him, maybe now wasn’t the perfect time but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I told Charlie everything and keeping this from him had very nearly killed me, we’d agreed not to have secrets but this was mine and his secret and when I uttered those words I’d seen that dark look in his eyes, he’d thought I was role playing again but why wouldn’t he, he loved been called daddy and uttering those words to him always had me throbbing between the legs but this time he actually was going to be a daddy. I realised he still hadn’t said anything. Was he in shock? He was just staring at me. Then he did it. He smiled. It wasn’t just any smile. It was a smile of pure happiness. His smile reached his eyes as I watched his blue eyes dance before I felt him lift me off the ground, his hands resting firmly at my waist, I was high in the air as he twirled me round, spinning faster and faster, I felt like I was flying, giggling, I suddenly felt my feet hit the ground. “You’re pregnant?” “I sure am.” I smiled. “How long?” “Six weeks the doctor said.” Taking me in his embrace, feeling his soft lips crash against mine, once again I was under his spell.                                                                       **** Ryker Back on the street I felt the wind snap at my face, I’d done it, I’d got through the whole day and I’d been there for Charlie and Kala, I wasn’t sure if I could but Skye said if I didn’t at least try I’d regret it for the rest of my life, I hated that she was always right. I felt the vibrations from my phone in my pocket, taking my phone in my hand I peered at the name that flashed on the screen, Daniel, I wondered why he would be calling at this time, it’s not that it was late, it was only 8pm but it was late for a social call, especially from Daniel, without hesitation I hit the answer button. Daniel— “Sorry for calling so late.” Ryker— “No problem, what’s up?” Daniel—“Now why would you assume something is up?” Ryker—“Come on, I know you.” Daniel—“It’s nothing, I’m just calling to ask you a favour.” Ryker—“Shoot.” That was the call that changed everything, I should have said no but I had nothing better to do and I thought a change of scenery would do me good. Yes I should have said no but I didn’t. I’d been friends with Daniel almost as long as I’d been friends with Charlie, we’d met in college and hit it off straight away, we didn’t see each other that often but over the years we stayed in touch over the phone or over emails, he ran his own construction company and just recently he’d franchised to other countries, I was proud of my friends success and when I received his call after the wedding I took it as a sign to gain some clarity, he had to fly to Tokyo for business he’d be gone six month to a year, I’d joked I’d miss him, he always did like to drag the conversation out when he needed something from you but that’s probably because he rarely asked anyone for anything. So when he asked if I’d house sit I jumped at the chance, Oh there was just one tiny detail that came with the house. His daughter. Daniel was older than me but I still looked at him like the brother I never had, at forty years old it wasn’t that much of an age gap but when I’d started college he’d took me under his wing and I was no longer the new kid, Daniel was the only one who was never shocked at my antics, he’d just roll his eyes and say “You’ll settle down one day.” I’d shake my head and say “Over my dead body.” Even after all this time and everything that had happened with Kala and Charlie he still didn’t judge me, that was the great thing about Danny. He never judged you, he just lived in hope that you’d do better and I was trying. I was really trying. I liked to live my life fast and loose but it hadn’t gotten me anywhere and I guess I felt even I had taken ‘The game’ too far. Even today I still beat myself up over it, what was I thinking teaming up with Callie the b***h. I wasn’t thinking. I had it all but it wasn’t enough. So I did what I always do. I destroyed it all but at least something good came out of it. Kala finally got her happily ever after and Charlie got the love he should have had years ago. I was a f****d up mess, I couldn’t help it, I’d warned Kala when we’d first started what a f**k up I was but she hadn’t listened. Everything I touched turned to s**t, so when Danny had called with his dilemma I’d jumped at the chance. I couldn’t get into any antics holed up in his house, watching his daughter was a small task compared to the freedom I’d get. This was a chance for me to start over, heal from my mistakes, of which I’d made many and Danny never asked for anything and finally I could do something selfless, something good, something that wasn’t about me. Yes this was a good thing. A chance at a fresh start. Once more, Danny didn’t know it but this was helping me more than it was him. He just wanted to know his daughter was safe and well taken care of while he was away and while babysitting some nineteen year old was my idea of hell, for Danny I’d do this. Be selfless for once. Like I said, I’m trying to be better.                                                                              **** Daniel “Davina Valencia” I shouted up the stairs for the third time, I swear the girl was tone deaf. No she heard fine, she was merely ignoring me as she always did before I was due to travel for work. I knew she hated it. She’d asked to come with me but I couldn’t take her out of college for a year. No her education was important, I had high hopes for her, after all Davina was a bright girl and if she just applied herself I knew she’d do amazing things. She was my daughter after all. “Davina Valencia don’t make me come up there.” I screamed one final time, definitely gets the attitude from her mother, god rest her soul. “What!” “Come here.” I heard her groan as her footsteps stamped on the ground. Looking up at her I saw her light blonde hair come into sight first, looking her up and down I squinted my eyes at her, what on earth was she wearing? The shortest plaid mini skirt you’ve ever seen that sat high on her thighs with black knee socks, what was she an extra from clueless? How did I know about clueless, oh she’d only made me watch it with her about fifty times and no that wasn’t an exaggeration and to make matters worse she was wearing a black skin tight crop top, I rolled my eyes, was this supposed to be fashion, even a stripper would be jealous of that monstrosity she called clothes.  “What are you wearing?” “Um—I think they’re called clothes dad.” She sauntered down the stairs, taking her sweet ass time about it too, if she was trying to piss me off it was working. “Those are clothes?.” “God has anyone told you, you can be such a drag.” All I could think was how grateful I was to be going out of town on my business trip. Good luck Ryker I thought you’re going to need it.