Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(22)

I didn’t plan on having to go to a garage today, much less one that is taken care of by a motorcycle club. Josie left that little tidbit of information out. Not that I have anything against bikers, but they don’t have the best reputation in the area. They’ve been linked to drug and gun deals, death, fights, drama in the community, anything that can go bad, it’s their fault. I’m not saying they are judged the wrong way, but looking at them, I’m not feeling too safe.

They are all huge, built, and loud. Everybody always tells you not to judge a book by its cover, but damn it if they aren’t scary at first glance.

I take a deep breath and drive onto the property. All eyes are directed at me, probably wondering who’s coming to disturb their evening so close to closing time.

I park my noisy and smoking car to the side and quickly get out. I’m pretty sure smoke coming from under the hood isn’t good at all.

A tall, tanned, and hot as sin man walks to me, wiping his hands on his not-so-white-anymore shirt.

Here goes nothing…





Callum

Turns out yesterday’s club emergency was just a way to get me back in town just in case shit hit the fan. And guess whose brilliant idea it was…Nancy’s. I should have known when she wouldn’t stop ringing me when I was at the cabin and threatened to tan her ass if she didn’t stop. I’m glad to be with my brothers again, don’t get me wrong, but I could have done with staying away longer.

The stigma of what happened with Lewis and the fact that Bennett almost died and the girls were targeted is always playing on my mind. I know I’m better off to protect them if I’m around, but if I’m not around that also means a danger that isn’t constantly around them.

If you ask Nancy or Bennett, I’m f*cked up and need to grow a pair because I’m not better than any of them when it came to them accepting the fact that they were in love and turning into women.

“Lost in thought, big man?” Bennett chuckles smacking my arm.

“Yeah.”

“Still a man of few words.” He shakes his head and hands me a beer.

“Always.” I take a long pull of my beer.

“You alright?”

“As alright as I’ll ever be.”

“That means you’re shit.”

“Yeah, been feeling that way for way too long, but enough about me. How are Nancy and the bump?”

“They are good; Nancy is going crazy with shopping for the baby already, but don’t change the subject.” He elbows me.

“I feel responsible for Lewis’ death.”

“It’s not your fault. She knew what she was getting herself into. She knew it would be a possibility to end up hurt or killed when you go to an MC, especially the Infernos. If anything, it’s my fault.” He sighs.

“Why?” I seriously want to pound his face in sometimes.

“Because I’m the one who was stupid enough to not listen to what you guys were saying, even though I still say that you’re wrong for keeping the fact that I had a brother from me. I went there, and you were trying to protect me and stop me from ruining my life, but I did, and now she’s dead.”

“If you mention that it’s your fault once more, I’ll bash your face in.”

“And deal with me later?” Nancy stands by us, her arms crossed over her chest, making her boobs look even bigger than they are when she’s not pregnant. Yeah, I’m ogling my brother’s fiancée.

“You wouldn’t do much damage.” I shrug and hug her.

“That’s what you think.” She sneers as she punches my ribs, and I wince more for show even if she is strong for her size.

“How are you two doing?” I ask, rubbing her bump.

“We’re good, the real question is, how are you?”

“I’m alright.” She glares at me as I say that. “I feel like shit for what happened, and could have done without you harassing everybody to get me back here. I don’t need a babysitter to take care of me. I’ve been taking care of myself for longer than you’ve been alive.” A bit harsh, but she knows it’s tough love.

“Oh yeah, I forgot you were an old man,” she scoffs. “I miss my best friend. I miss our long talks about anything and everything, and when you’d open up to me about how you were feeling. It’s been forever since you’ve done it, and I’m sure it would do you some good to talk about how you feel. And most importantly, I miss when you feed me chocolate until I felt sick.” She pouts.

“You’re seriously trying to make me cave in and spend the evening with you?”

“Yes, a few of the guys are going to some event I’m not allowed to go to, and I want you to stay with me.” She bats her eyelashes, hanging onto my arm. One look at Bennett and it’s hard not to want to laugh or smile.

“You’re f*cked, she’s pulling out the big guns.” He laughs.

“She always is. What event is she talking about?” I haven’t heard of anything happening.

“Biker meeting. Nothing to do with the MC, it’s like a festival. The reason why you can’t come is because you’re pregnant, Nancy. I would love to have you with me, but it’s not the best place for a pregnant woman.” Bennett wraps his arms around her and kisses her softly. A part of me wants what he has, not with Nancy, but with someone as special as her.