Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(33)

“Are you sure they’re going to be okay with this?” I ask Bennett nervously as I’m about to be introduced to his friends from the MC. The MC he and his family are a part of is a chapter of a larger club called The Last Hangman MC, I can’t say I’ve ever heard of them but I hope they are welcoming of outsiders.

“I’m sure, Gorgeous Girl. They’ll love you.” He smiles proudly and wraps an arm around my shoulders as he leads me towards a massive house. It’s not what I had imagined an MC compound to look like. I was expecting the place to look old, ran down, filthy and tiny.

“This place is huge.” I look around in awe.

“This is our compound, where we spend time all together and where club business is discussed,” he says matter of factly.

“What type of business?” I ask, curious to know more about his world.

“Now that’d be telling.” He winks at me, tapping my nose once before brushing his lips over mine.

“Ah is it a case of ‘if I tell you I’ll have to kill you’?” I look at him and raise my eyebrow.

“Something like that and you’re far too pretty to be killed. So basically, I can’t tell you,” he says sadly, humor lacing his voice.

“You’re too sweet.” I kiss his cheek but back away quickly.

“What’s wrong? Your parents don’t know we’re here.” He looks at me with a confused and hurt expression on his face.

“I know, it’s just, what are your friends going to think?”

“That it’s about time I have a steady girlfriend, or that I’m * whipped, they’d be right either way.” He shrugs.

“So you’re * whipped?” I tease.

“Yep, one hundred percent. You’re my weakness, I’d do anything for you.”

“Well that is a very important piece of information right there,” I say with a smug expression on my face and place my hand in the back pocket of his jeans before stepping into a world I thought I’d only see on a TV screen.

The reality of things and how they are portrayed in media couldn’t be more different. On TV it’s all about sex, drugs, violence and blood and from what I can see in front of me, none of that is happening. I wonder what’s happening behind closed doors because the rumors had to have come from somewhere. What I can see however makes me smile so widely that my cheeks hurt. There’s a group of older bikers playing with some kids and telling them stories, a few other men are playing cards and there are a few girls walking around barely clothed, either bringing the men drinks or just sitting back and watching. I honestly thought I’d walk in and see an orgy taking place in the middle of the room, certainly didn’t expect to see a big, bad biker play horsey with a toddler.

“What do you think?” Bennett asks, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“I was not expecting this.”

“What were you expecting?”

“Orgies, drugs, alcohol. I guess the cliché things you see on TV.” I shrug.

“Fair enough, well you do have some beer being passed around and as for the rest, it doesn’t happen in front of the kids and I certainly don’t partake in any orgies or do drugs.” He smiles at me.

“That’s reassuring.”

“Would it have changed the way you feel about me?”

“Maybe a little,” I admit, feeling a little embarrassed.

“I’m all yours, my Gorgeous Girl.”

“And I’m yours.” I smile and stand on the tips of my toes to kiss him. It doesn’t take long for his friends to start whistling and cheering us on.

That was my first experience with an MC and I must admit that I had enjoyed myself, TV does not do them justice. After I was taken, I swore to myself that I’d never let myself get close to another MC if I ever got free of that life, but here I am, willingly spending time with bikers.

Things are different now and shit is about to get serious. This time I know the bad guys are after me and I can only hope that they don’t find me. I’m more scared for Bennett than myself because knowing who’s behind it all, I know it won’t end well. I should tell Bennett, but I’m selfish. I’m too selfish to stay away from him or warn him of the danger that’s heading our way.





CHAPTER 15



Bennett

“How’s Loverboy?” Gabe calls over to me and I walk towards him and Callum in the hall of the compound.

“Fuck off, you’re just jealous because you’ve lost your spark with Viv.” I grab a beer and sit with him and Callum at one of the tables set by the bar.

“Oh trust me, it’s very much there, especially in the bedroom.” Gabe smirks.

“You two sound like a bunch of f*cking women!” Callum half shouts, sounding exasperated with us.

“You’ll understand when shit gets serious with Lewis.” I smirk.

“Don’t f*cking go there.” Callum glares at me.

“Chill, Brother.”

“Don’t f*cking tell me to chill.”

“Whatever happened between the two of you is cool with us you know,” Gabe says trying to calm him down.

“Nothing happened but a drunken mistake.” Callum groans.

“I’m surprised to see you get so worked up over a woman,” I say.