Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(38)

“True but I don’t have the money to get any of those. I’m sure it’s a lot harder than we think to get them back.” I frown.

“Don’t worry about the cost, just worry about the getting picture for your ID.” He smiles and drapes an arm around my shoulders.

“Bennett, you can’t pay for everything for me.”

“Like shit I won’t.” He scoffs.

“Seriously?” I look at him and raise my eyebrow.

“Yes, in this matter, I’m right and you’re wrong. No matter what, I’ll always pay for everything for you, that’s just the way it is.” He smirks and kisses my temple.

“You’re impossible.” I huff.

“You missed it.”

“I did but doesn’t make it any less bad. That’s such a sexist statement.”

“How is it sexist? It’s just me wanting to take care of my woman.” He looks at me, shocked that I would question him on this.

“I’m not your woman.” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“You always have been and always will be, my Gorgeous Girl. Deal with it.” He chuckles and props his feet up on the porch railing. Typical Bennett.





CHAPTER 17



Bennett

Well, asking Nancy to live with me wasn’t such a good idea after all. I don’t know if she’s been doing it on purpose, but she walks around the house in her booty shorts that barely cover anything and a tank top that hugs her perky tits perfectly. I constantly want to pin her underneath me and f*ck her into next week. The effect she has on me is insane. I’ve had to masturbate like a f*cking horny teenage boy pretty much every night. It’s pure f*cking torture having to resort to that when she’s in the room next door. God knows what she’s doing. If I ever hear her masturbate then f*ck it, I’m f*cking joining her. At this rate I’m going to self-combust within the next twenty-four hours.

I love having her around though. Just being around her is good for me, her presence is soothing. We finally get our do-over and the life we’ve always wanted. It’s also the best way for me to make sure she’s safe and that no one is trying to hurt her. I would never be able to forgive myself if I failed her again. I still feel unbelievably guilty that I didn’t find her sooner. I should never have given up my fight. I can’t get my head around the fact that someone in the Satan’s Inferno would want to harm her and get payback over something I did. I was careful back then, making sure I didn’t piss anyone off so none of my loved ones would pay for my stupidity, but apparently I wasn’t careful enough.

I know for a fact that she’s hiding something from me; both her and Callum are being very evasive when it comes to talking about who is the mastermind f*cker behind it all. Neither of them will say the name of the pimp. They know who’s behind it all but won’t tell anyone, why? Are they trying to protect the f*ckers or maybe themselves? They know we’ll get the f*cker who did it, if only they’d speak up.

I’m so caught up in my thoughts that I don’t notice that Nancy has joined me on the porch until she’s literally sitting on my lap.

“Hey, you.” I smile and kiss her shoulder.

“What were you thinking about? You have that brooding expression on your face which means the cogs are working overtime in there.” She goes to get up, but I keep her still.

“Nothing important,” I mumble and squeeze her hip.

“You’re a shit liar, Bennett.” She scolds me.

“So are you, I know you know who’s behind it all.” It might be a bad idea to do this now, but I need to know.

“That’s completely different.” She shakes her head, clearly not happy with where this conversation is going.

“No it’s not, I can only protect you properly if I know the whole truth.”

“I know, I’m just not ready yet. Okay?” She sighs and gets up and leans against the rail. I try to keep her on my lap but she escapes my hold and I don’t like it. It feels like she’s building a wall between us.

“Do I know who did it?” She nods. “Fuck’s sake Nance, just tell me.”

“I can’t! I wish I could, but I can’t.” She groans in frustration.

“Why not?” I stand and corner her against the wall.

“It’s for your safety, it’s best if you don’t know.” She puts her hands on my arms and squeezes gently.

“I’ll get it out of you one of these days, even if I have to f*ck it out of you, you’ll tell me.” I groan and walk back inside. I’m frustrated with her and the fact that even if she’s annoying the f*ck out of me by being so stubborn, I’m getting a f*cking boner just by breathing the same air as her.

I grab my wallet, gun and cut before walking out the front door. I need to put some distance between the two of us before I do or say something stupid.

I drive to the compound and park next to Gabe’s bike before making my way inside and greet the others outside the Chapel.

“Woman trouble?” Ant asks.

“Who knew asking Nancy to live with me would be this frustrating?” I grumble.

“I knew.” Aleck sings.

“Fuck off.” I shoot at him.

“She good?” Callum asks.