Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(51)



“Okay, you really don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to though and I could legit live off of those. There are so f*cking good.”

“Amen to that sister!” Nicole practically shouts as she high fives me.

“I want to, we’ve all been through some rough patches and there are some similarities in all of our circumstances,” she looks sad for a minute, as if she’s remembering something painful before she continues. “But let’s not allow those f*ckers to have any sort of control over us anymore.” She shakes her head as if to rid herself of her thoughts before and smiles at us all.

“That’s for sure but we’re the shit and we’ve all made it out even stronger because of our pasts,” Viv says as her and Nicole fist bump each other.

They keep talking but I’m distracted by my phone alerting me to a text. I look and see a message from Bennett.

Bennett: Just in case no one told you today. Good morning, you’re beautiful, I love you, nice ass.

A giggle leaves my mouth and I look up to see all four women staring at me with grins on their faces.

“Let me guess, Bennett at it again?” Viv asks and I nod.

“Yes,” I reply as she looks at my phone.

“Gabe sent me the same a while back but it’s adorable.” She smiles and her face drops instantly probably regretting saying that Gabe sent her the same before.

“It’s alright, it’s the thought that counts.” I smile and I mean it. I know Bennett isn’t always the best with words so for him to take the time to text me is really sweet and I love it.

Me: I love you too and likewise for your ass <3

Bennett: Glad you appreciate it. How are you?

Me: Good, just finished lunch with the girls, about to head home soon. You?

Bennett: Work, I’m all sweaty and greasy…

Me: Sounds gross and hot at the same time…

Bennett: Will you clean me again later?

Me: Oh you just want my hands on you.

Bennett: Obviously! Gotta get back to work or Ant is going to kill me. I love your face.

Me: I love yours more.

After my little texting session with Bennett we finish lunch and head back home, dropping the others off first before me and Callum drive back to Bennett’s. Callum insisted on staying in his truck, but I don’t let him and ‘drag’ him inside with the promise of food and beer.

“What’s going through your head?” I ask Callum who looks lost in his thoughts as he sits on the couch picking at the label on his beer bottle.

“Nothing.” He keeps his face neutral as if everything was good but I’m not buying it.

“Callum, I know you.” I give him a ‘don’t bullshit me’ look which he just laughs at.

“You know how I am and how I roll with women.” He shrugs.

“So it’s a woman problem.” I smirk at him.

“Fuck off.” He chuckles.

“Spill it, Callum.” I sit on the coffee table in front of him and glare at him.

“I’ve f*cked a woman, more than once and she now thinks there’s something there, like she’s managed to crack me open and I’m gonna confess my undying love for her.” He scoffs.

“Okay, whoever she is obviously doesn’t know you very well then.” I snort.

“So you don’t think there’s someone out there for me?” he asks, playing my little match making game, just for my amusement I’m sure.

“Of course I do, but if she thinks she’s cracked you after you guys have f*cked a couple of times then she clearly doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” I shrug.

“Fair enough. Wanna know the fun part of all of this?”

“Do you even have to ask?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“She’s a f*cking cop.” I try really hard not to, but I quickly lose it and burst out laughing. I almost fall off of the table from I’m laughing so hard. “Fuck off.” He jokes before joining me.

“Oh my god, that’s f*cking epic.” I try to sober up but fail quickly and fall into another fit of giggles.

“Fuck you, I’m not sharing anything with you anymore.”

“I’m sorry, really I am.” I take a few deep breaths and get my laughter under control.

“You’re so full of shit.” He glares at me.

“You have to admit it’s f*cking priceless. You f*cked a cop and she fell for you. You are the only person I know that that could happen to.”

“I know. I’m trying to distance myself from her but she’s helping us out at the moment.” He groans.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m sure she’ll understand that things can’t always work out the way you them want to. She’ll find the perfect man one day and you’ll find someone out there perfect for you. It will happen because you deserve to be happy and be in love again.” I glare at him, daring him to disagree with me.

“Nance, don’t start. You know that’s never going to happen.”

“That’s why you’re worried about having a relationship; you think history is going to repeat itself.”

“Nancy,” he says in a tone that’s warning me to stop.

“Callum, I know your deepest and darkest secrets, I know what’s happened to you and I know that someone will come along someday when you least expect it. And I’ll be there rubbing my hands together and saying ‘excellent’ like Mr. Burns in ‘The Simpsons’.” I smirk.

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