Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(27)
I toss my beer bottle in the trash just as I hear a car come to a stop in front of the cabin. I’m guessing it’s Callum coming to check up on me, but as I hear two car doors open and close instead of one, I’m intrigued. I walk out of the front door and am shocked by what, rather who, I see, Gabe and Nancy. I know he’s probably brought her here so we can talk, but seeing her with another man is driving me f*cking mad. I have to keep it together, which isn’t the easiest thing to do. I see her gaze travel up my body, taking in my boots, jeans and tattoos. I had a couple when I first met her, but now I’m covered. She seems to like what she sees because her face transforms into a beautiful smile.
She looks so different from last night, she looks like my Gorgeous Girl again. Her long brown hair flows in the soft breeze as her light, green eyes pierce into my soul as our gazes meet. Those eyes. They’ve been haunting me since day one. I take her in and see that she really hasn’t changed that much. Sure she’s a few years older, but she still has that innocence about her that would make you say yes to anything she asked, even if it’s the vilest and most f*cked up thing. Her curves are out of this world, her hips and ass look magnificent in those jeans and her top is hugging her boobs perfectly. How I wish I was that shirt right now. She’s perfect. She’s not tall, but her legs go on for miles and I remember the last time they were wrapped around my waist all too clearly. I hear Gabe call something about ringing him when she needs a ride back. Fuck that shit, I’ll take care of her.
As he leaves, Nancy and I both take one step at a time towards each other. I don’t waste a second and when she’s within reach I pull her to me, reveling in the feeling of her small body against my much larger frame. She wraps her arms and legs around me, holding on for dear life.
Her legs wrapped around my waist send thoughts of them wrapped around me as we were having sex the last time invade my mind and I get hard instantly. It wasn’t all about sex with us, but I can’t help thinking about it now with her thighs gripping me like a vice.
I don’t waste any more time and walk back to the cabin, kicking the door shut behind me. Call me a *, but having her in my arms, crying is bringing me to my knees. I get why she’s crying. I feel the same way; my heart is swelling and overflowing with emotions. I never thought I’d ever have her back in my life much less in my arms. I love my Gorgeous Girl. There’s so much I want to do right now, but I know she didn’t come all the way out here for a quick f*ck. Instead, I sit down on the couch with Nancy on my lap.
“My Gorgeous Girl,” I whisper and I hear her breath hitch.
“I never thought I would hear you call me that again,” she whispers.
“I’ll make sure I say it at least once a day.” I smile and brush her hair away from her face.
“Who says I’m staying?” Fucking hell, she knows how to shit on my hopes.
“You really think I’m letting you out of my sight again?” I brush my knuckles on her cheek. God her skin is still as soft as it was before. My heartbeat quickens when she leans into my touch.
“No. I wouldn’t expect you to anyway. I was just testing you.” She kisses my wrist before holding my hand to her cheek.
“I’ll be testing you alright.” I playfully smack her ass and she winces. “Shit, are you okay? Did I smack you too hard?” I ask, worried that I’ve hurt her.
“No.” She sighs.
“What happened?” I frown.
“It’s a long story.” She looks down at my tattooed stomach before brushing her fingers against the ink.
“Tell me.” I demand softly, lifting her chin so I can see her eyes.
“I’m not sure it’s something you’ll want to hear.”
“Did you tell Gabe? Or anyone else?”
“No. If I have to tell someone what happened then I want you to be the one to hear it.”
“Why?”
“It would save me having to repeat myself multiple times,” she chuckles softly, but there’s no humor in her tone. “In all seriousness it’s because I wanted you to be the first one to hear it because people will still expect me to tell them. It’s not a happy fairy tale, Bennett.” She looks up at me and I can see that dark thoughts that are clouding her mind.
“You don’t owe me anything, Gorgeous Girl, but I’m here if you want to talk about it.” I kiss her forehead and see a soft shade of pink appear on her cheeks as I pull away. “I can still make you blush. You will always be my innocent little girl.”
“I could make you blush with all the things I’ve had to do.” She has a defiant look on her face, but her words turn my blood to ice.
“I’m all ears.” I lace our fingers together and rest our hands on her thighs.
“Here goes nothing.” She sighs and starts talking.
And f*cking hell, I wasn’t prepared for any of it…
CHAPTER 12
Nancy
I take a deep breath before I begin. He deserves to know, but it doesn’t make it any easier to confess my sins of the past five years, especially since I can tell that there’s a part of him that doesn’t want to know.
“After I had hung up the phone that night, I took a quick walk to the pond, in hopes I’d sober up so my parents wouldn’t yell at me. I then walked back up the steps to go back in but I fell. I heard a car behind me as I was getting up and dusting myself off, I barely made it up the second step when I felt a large gloved hand cover my mouth and a strong arm wrap around my waist. My arms were pinned to my sides and my attacker’s arm stopped me from moving or putting up a fight. I was shoved into the back of a van and blindfolded, bound and gagged before we drove away.