Healing Gabe (The Last Hangman MC #3)(70)



“Yes, of course.” He smiles and gets out of the car. He hurries to my side and opens my door, helping me out. I love this car but when you’re recovering from a gunshot wound, it’s hard to get out of it, it’s so f*cking low!

“Such a gentleman.” I grin and kiss over his heart.

“I try.” He chuckles and walks me to the door, unlocking it.

Everything inside is dark. I turn on the light and scream, jumping into Gabe’s wall of muscle at hearing all of my friends scream “Welcome home!” from the living room.

“What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?” I hold my chest, trying to catch my breath.

“Sorry, we couldn’t resist,” Ayd says hugging me carefully.

“Thank you.”

“It’s good to see you alive and in one piece. You had us worried! This one wouldn’t let us come to the hospital.” She pouts, pointing accusingly at Gabe.

“What? I knew you would be exhausting her with all your chatting!” He shrugs.

“How dare you!” Ayd, Line and Nicole all yell pointing at him, making the rest of us laugh.

“I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes Brother.” Ant chuckles.

“Piss off Ant.” He glares at him and looks over at the mad women. “What I meant is that she had to rest a lot. Having you around would have defeated the purpose of being in the hospital getting said rest because let’s face it, you guys talk a lot and she wouldn’t have wanted you to go. So, I didn’t mean it in a bad way, just taking care of my Viv.” He shrugs.

“You’re digging yourself into a deeper hole Love.” I try not to laugh.

“You’re lucky we love you.” Line glares at him and grins, hugging me carefully.

My new extended family greets me along with a couple of guys I didn’t know and their old ladies. It’s amazing to have a long ass extended family again. I’ve missed this. There are a couple of guys from the Bastards from Hell and the Fallen Angels here as well. I can’t believe they are keeping their alliance. It’s amazing but unheard of. I guess the war with the Hades Kings isn’t over yet or maybe they just enjoy working together.

The party is in full swing and I’m so grateful for all the people who came here to greet me, but I’m exhausted and need to rest. I walk up to Gabe and wrap my arms around his waist. “I’m going to head upstairs, I’m getting tired.”

“Alright, give me ten and I’ll join you.” He kisses my head.

“Don’t, enjoy it, you haven’t seen anyone for two weeks.” I smile and kiss him softly before walking up the stairs and curling up in my old bed, the same bed that changed everything between me and Gabe. I smile to myself, looking around, seeing he hasn’t changed a thing, except for adding the picture of us at the carnival. I had no idea he still had it. That picture is torn and tattered as I’ve had it in my wallet for all those years. I sigh happily, knowing we are finally where we’re meant to be; together. I close my eyes and let sleep take me, falling into a dreamless sleep.

I don’t know how long it’s been, but I feel the bed move behind me. I mumble incoherently and try to move on my back but a wall is blocking me. I wake up fully with a start and stare at Gabe who was making himself comfortable.

“Sorry Doll. I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to him.

“What time is it?” I yawn.

“It’s only been thirty minutes since you came up.” He chuckles.

“I told you to enjoy the party.” I face plant his chest.

“I didn’t want you to be on your own and I needed you all to myself.” He brushes a strand of hair away from my face.

“You can’t leave our company alone downstairs though.” I frown.

He chuckles. “They went home already.”

“What?”

“Yeah, they understood you needed to rest and left of their own free will, I didn’t kick them out. I had to kick Ayden out because she wanted to take all the Red Velvet donuts with her.”

“She didn’t, did she?” I look at him with a look of horror.

“I think she did because when I went back to the kitchen the box was gone and she was rushing out the door.”

“The witch!” I pout.

“I’ll go get you some more tomorrow, don’t worry.”

“You’re spoiling me.”

“Only the best for you.” He beams at me. Fuck, but he’s beautiful.

“Aww, you’re such a sweetheart.” I kiss him softly. “I can’t believe how far we came.”

“I know.” He brings his lips to mine and kisses me with all the passion he has.

After making out for what seems like forever, yet never long enough, I look up at him and nibble my lip.

“What’s wrong?” He looks at me confused.

“Will you move in with me?” I grin shyly.

“Since when are you turning shy on me?” He raises his eyebrow.

I shrug. “Just answer the damn question, Lyle.” I glare at him because I’m seriously dying from anticipation here.

“My stuff is already here and unpacked, Doll.” He smiles at me, this one reaching his eyes and my man is f*cking beautiful.

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