Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(88)

“I love you too Ant. I always have. I was just so scared to tell you how I felt, afraid it would ruin our friendship too,” I whisper back. We both move at the same time, barely brushing each other’s lips at first, enjoying this moment, our moment, the beginning of us.

He cups my face gently in his warm hands, kissing me more firmly and passionately than before. In this moment, nothing else matters. It’s just us. My first kiss is with the only man I ever wanted and will ever want.

He slowly breaks the kiss, making me pout. He chuckles and rests his forehead on mine for a long time, looking into my eyes. We are in our happy place and no one can take this from us. He walks me back to the blanket, helps me lie on it and kisses me passionately again, stroking my hair.

“Never in a million years have I thought that you would feel the same way for me,” he whispers.

“Why not?” I look at him.

“Because I thought you saw me as your big brother. I never imagined you could love me the way I love you.”

“I thought you only saw me as your little sister.” I can’t help but giggle softly.

“Never. I wanted you all to myself since forever.” He grins wide.

“Fucker.” I kiss him softly. “You know I have zero experience compared to those girls you were dating right?” I nibble my lip.

“It doesn’t matter to me if you have zero experience. You are you, my Ayden. We’ll take our time okay? I won’t push you. When you’re ready, you make the decision and I’ll respect it, no matter how long it takes you,” he whispers against my lips. I nod. He slowly starts kissing me again and rolls us over so I’m lying on top of him. We stay like this, getting to each other’s bodies and just enjoying each other’s company for hours. No words need to be shared between us, we both know what we have is forever.





TEACHING ALECK (LAST HANGMAN MC #2)

Aleck

I’m not a good man. Not by a long shot. I’ve used women for sex for as long as I can remember. I’ve been trying to fill the hole in my heart that keeps getting bigger. I’m an * and I’m well aware of it. I’m a f*ck ’em and leave ’em kind of guy and it won’t change anytime soon. I don’t promise them relationships, ever. I don’t do relationships. I did once, never again, it’s left me empty and damaged.

There’s one girl though. She owns my heart and doesn’t even know it.



Seeing me now, you would never guess I grew up in a rich, posh family. I’m part of a Motorcycle Club and covered in tattoos: my usual clothing attire consists of jeans, sneakers and whatever shirt I can find. The casual outfit from my previous life consisted of: chinos, a white button down shirt and stupid ass shoes, oh don’t forget the blazer. I hated every second of it. You might wonder why I never rebelled considering the position I’m in right now. I’ll tell you why. I was a normal kid, never getting into unnecessary trouble, studying in school and doing normal kids’ stuff but it all changed a couple of years ago.

Our parents have always been very cold towards my sister, Cassie, and I, which meant that our nanny had to basically raise us. Our parents didn’t even love each other. I found that out a couple of years ago. Things weren’t perfect between them, but I had no idea of the extent of the mess that was going on behind closed doors.

We rarely ate or spent any time with them. They would always be out at some sort of party for whatever country club they were a part of. It sucked to grow up in such a cold environment when all you wanted was the love of your parents.

Anthony is the only one who knows my full story, well, it’s not like I had much choice in keeping it from him. Our first meeting was heated to say the least.



July 10th, 2007

I can’t believe my parents didn’t even bother calling for my birthday. I wasn’t exactly expecting much out of them, but f*ck, a phone call isn’t that hard. I turned 20 today and I’m spending my birthday on my own. It’s the first I’m spending without Cassie, and f*ck, it hurts.

She left us a couple of months ago and it’s not getting any easier, in fact, it’s getting worse each day.

I drive to the cemetery where she is hopefully resting in peace now; a bouquet of lilies, her favorite flowers, rest on the seat next to me.

I park by the entrance and take a couple of deep breaths. It’s f*cking heartbreaking coming here every week knowing I’ll never see her ever again. I always hope I’ll wake up from this nightmare, but the minute I wake up, I realize that she’s gone forever. Every time I come here, I’m reminded of the harsh reality and how f*cked up my life is. Selfish you say? Yes, I’m very selfish. Cassie was the only person who kept me sane, the only one who loved me. Now, I have no one so I have to be a f*cking selfish jerk to protect myself.

I take the flowers and get out of the car, and make my way to my sister’s grave.

As usual, only the bouquet of lilies I left last week gives life to her tombstone.

I replace the withered flowers with the new ones, making sure I position them exactly how she used to, all facing the same way. She loved her flowers. Her garden was her pride and joy.

“I miss you Cas.” I whisper kneeling down, brushing my fingers over her name.

Cassie Alexandria Sanford October 7, 1982 - November 15, 2006.

“I wish you were still here with us. With me.” I sigh. “I’m 20 today. It’s weird not celebrating it with you, it’s the first, and f*ck, it’s hard. They didn’t call, not that I was expecting them to but, still, with all that has happened, it would have been nice. I don’t know why I’m still hoping for them to change. I guess I just wanted to fix our family and make things better for all of us, for them to pay attention to what they always neglected. They had two amazing kids and they threw it all away. They aren’t worth me getting myself worked up anymore. Here’s some good-ish news; I finally got an apprenticeship today. I’ll work in a law firm for a couple of months, hopefully it’ll go well and they will offer me a permanent position. I don’t see the point of going through it all, but I have to somehow live my life without you being here. You will always be in my heart and I know you are watching over me, but f*ck me, I can’t cope. I’ve tried to pay attention in class and work hard, but I just can’t focus. All I think about is how lonely I am without you in my life, I have no one except a couple of guys I can hang out with from College, but it’s not the same. My life is empty.” I sigh and rub my face.