Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(19)



What the f*ck happened to her four years ago? Could fate be the reason why she ran into me? Does she still want me or is it too late? Could it mean that we’re meant to be together?

I drive to the cabin, it’s not mine, it’s just a useful place most of us have used at some point in our lives. Callum mentioned this place to me a while back and how he comes here when he needs to shut out the world. This is exactly what I need right now, although being along with my thoughts can be a dangerous thing.

I park in front of the small cabin that Callum owns in the middle of the woods and take it all in. The sun is about to rise over the cabin, it looks breathtaking as light emanates from behind it. It’s not too far from civilization, but far away enough that I feel like I’m completely on my own, I need time away from everything and everyone.

I round the cabin and sit on the back porch to watch the sun slowly rise over the lake. In moments like these, I’d love to have Nance in my arms with my chin resting on her shoulder, watching the sunrise together. Fucking hell, I’m a miserable f*cker and a sappy little shit all in one.

Hopefully one day we’ll be watching a sunset together. One day I’ll be able to hold her again.

One day.

Maybe.





CHAPTER 8



Nancy

Roughly twenty minutes later, we arrive at what I’m guessing is their compound and unlike the place I was held captive, it looks inviting and almost like a normal house.

Gabe parks his bike next to another and gets off before helping me off. I don’t know what my face looks like, but the amused look he gives me makes me smile.

“What?” I ask confused as to what I’ve done to make him laugh.

“First bike ride?”

“No. Bennett was my first.” I shake my head when I realize what I’ve just said.

“First what?” He smirks, clearly amused by my discomfort.

“Shut up.” I glare at him as I take off the helmet, I’m surprised at how easy it is to talk to this random person when I’ve known him for less than thirty minutes.

“What? You’re the one who mentioned him being your first. You didn’t specify what first.” He shrugs and walks me over to the building.

“Fair point. Where are we?” I ask as I take in my surroundings.

“Our compound. Don’t worry, you’re perfectly safe here. You can take a nice, long shower whilst I find you some proper clothes, no doubt you need a good night of sleep.”

“And a drink.” I sigh and rub my face.

“That can be arranged.” He squeezes my shoulder and leads me inside with a few of the guys following behind us. I glance back and see they all have their eyes on me with a look of worry in their eyes.

“Good.” I feel a bit overwhelmed and vulnerable. Once inside with the door closed behind me, a sense of relief washes over me. I take in my surroundings and see that there are a fair few beautiful women stood behind the bar, pouring drinks for the men and chatting them up. More importantly and something I’m not used to, the women are smiling and look happy to be here. This place looks more like one of those frat houses you see in movies than an MC compound, or maybe I have the wrong idea of what a compound is supposed to look like. The place is massive! There’s a closed room to the far left of the room which I’m guessing is their Chapel. At the back of the huge open plan room there’s the bar with a huge staircase next to it leading upstairs. To my right are a few more rooms but all of the doors are closed.

“You alright?” Gabe asks me, sounding genuinely concerned.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I was expecting but this place looks a lot better than I imagined it would.” I smile nervously.

“Blame our women for the decoration. It would not look like this if we had any say in it.” I can’t help the giggle that escapes my lips as I imagine these big, bad bikers doing exactly what their girlfriends and wives tell them to.

“Are you guys all * whipped?” I ask with an amused tone.

“Most of us yeah,” he mumbles and guides me to the bar just as a beautiful woman with lilac hair pops out from behind the bar.

“Hey, Hot Stuff. Who’s our new friend?” The woman kisses Gabe before smiling kindly at me as he still has his arm wrapped around my shoulder. I push his arm away and look at him with disgust as the woman subtly eyes me up.

“She’s one of Bennett’s friends, long story. What?” he explains whilst looking at me with a confused expression.

“Nothing.” I shake my head and look around.

“Don’t worry about him having his arm around your shoulders. He might be a biker, but he’s faithful and he knows I won’t hesitate to chop off his balls and dick before feeding them to him. I’m Viv by the way.” She grins widely at me and holds her hand out to me.

“Good to know. I’m Nancy.” I smile at her and shake her hand.

“A pleasure to meet you, Nancy. Come with me, I’ll get you some clothes and show you where you can shower.” She smiles warmly at me. Despite what I thought, I feel safe with these people who are still strangers to me.

“Hold on,” Gabe says and disappears behind the bar and hands me a bottle of beer and Viv a bottle of water. “Call the girls if you need to.” He smiles at her and rubs her tummy, a slight hint of a belly showing. I look around feeling like I just walked in on them having sex. It’s weird.

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