Healing Gabe (The Last Hangman MC #3)(69)

“Ready to go home?” He grins mischievously. He’s up to something.

“What have you done, Gabe Lyle?” I raise my eyebrow looking at him as he helps me into the car.

“That’s for me to know and for you to find out.” He grins like a tit and I want to slap the back of his head.

“You’re annoying, you know that?” I glare at him when he gets in the car.

“And why might that be?” He has the audacity to chuckle.

“Because you won’t tell me what you have planned and it’s doing my f*cking head in!” I pout, and cross my arms over my chest.

“You’re cute when you’re annoyed.” He chuckles and starts the car.

“I’m not cute, Charlotte is cute. I’m feisty.” I frown.

“You’re the most beautiful woman to ever grace the face of planet earth and I’m pretty sure any other planet where there’s life.” He takes my hand and kisses each knuckle.

“You’re a dork.” I giggle.

“You love it.” He smiles at me as he stops at a red light.

“Yes, I do, a lot.” I kiss him softly. “Where are you going? This is not the way to my house?” I look at him confused.

“I never said we were going to your house. I said we were going home.” He smirks at me as the light turns green.

“What?” I look around confused before it dawns on me. “No, you didn’t.” I can feel tears threatening to fall.

“Yes, I did.” He smiles.

“Oh. My. God.” I squeal, loudly, probably f*cking up his hearing forever.

“Fuck me, my ears.” He chuckles and parks in front of a house. The house.

“My childhood house.” I burst into tears as he carefully wraps his arms around me.

“Aww, come on Viv, you’re killing me, I don’t want to see you cry.” He kisses my head.

“Happy f*cking tears,” I say flailing my arms in front of my face trying to calm down. “Why?” I look over at him.

“Because the night I found you here, you were different, you were at peace. Despite facing the tough memories this place brings, you were the most relaxed I’ve seen you since you’ve been back. That meant I had to get you back here because this is where you’d be most happy. I debated about this a lot after what happened, but the memories you have of this place are the good ones, I know you.” He’s rendered me speechless. All I’m able to do is kiss the shit out of him. I f*cking love my man. I know we’ve had our ups and downs and will most certainly have a bunch more, but after all that we’ve all been through, we’re finally going to be able to settle down and enjoy each other.

This house is the place where I have all of my good memories. I wasn’t here when we were told our parents died. We were in school, I’m glad we were, at least this house has been unaffected by the negative that’s been plaguing us. Some of my best memories, outside of the compound ones, are from here. Baking with my mom was one of my favorite things to do. She used to make one mean chocolate lava cake. I smile to myself thinking back to when Ayden, Annie and I would have sleep overs and steal Mom’s make up. We’d make a right mess every single time, but it always made her laugh.

“Thank you.” I whisper brushing my lips over his.

“You’re welcome.” He smiles at me and rests his forehead on mine. I brush my fingers over his scarred cheek.

“As f*cked up at this is going to sound, I’m glad all this shit has happened, if it hadn’t then we wouldn’t be together. It’s f*cking heart breaking what has happened to us, but in the end, we’ve come out stronger and have proven that nothing can tear us apart.”

He takes a deep breath. “I agree, I hate that we had to go through it. It affected so many of us.” He sighs.

“Especially Sanders.” I sigh. “Have you heard from him? I wish we could have gone to Jenny’s funeral.”

“Ant gave him a note I wrote for the both of us and I called him yesterday while you were sleeping. He’s still messed up, but seems to have turned a corner and is trying to find the positives. She was suffering, not only from his job as a detective and his affiliation with us but she couldn’t have kids. It constantly haunted her but she couldn’t bring herself to talk to anyone about it. Nicole has told him everything that went on in that warehouse which has seemed to help.” I nod.

“I can understand why. Knowing what really happened can bring closure, even if it means reliving a horrible nightmare. I’m glad Nicole made it out relatively unscathed, I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself.” I sigh.

“She’s a tough cookie.” He smiles softly. “You like my overprotective baby sister.” He chuckles.

“She grew on me. She’s really similar to you but she has a softer side.”

He scoffs. “Never with me, she’s always busting my balls.”

“Ah, yeah, those balls.” I chuckle squeezing his cock through his leathers.

“Don’t f*cking start.” he says, pained. The doctor suggested refraining from any sexual activity for a couple more days.

“Sorry.”

“You’re anything but sorry.”

“Ah yeah, you’d be right.” I grin. “Can we go in now?”