Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(9)

However, being with Charline crossed my mind more than once. Sure, she was young back then, but it never stopped me from imagining how life could’ve been. Would we be happy if she were to embrace this lifestyle and accept me the way I am, flaws and all? Only it never happened, and I only have myself to blame for that. I could have gone to her after she turned 18, but she deserves a happy life with a good husband, the perfect house and kids. The whole package. I can’t give her that. I’m a felon, I’ve been arrested more than once, I’ve killed people. Seriously, who would want that kind of man to be in your life, raising your kids? No one! I’d tarnish her picture perfect life and her chance at a real happily ever after.

I’m a f*cking masochist.

After seeing her at the House of Blues, I had to ask Bennett to keep an eye on her. She’s not mine to protect, but I had to make sure she was safe. I know the type of guys that frequent the bar. She seemed pissed when she bolted in the bathroom. I don’t get why. She’s the one who left in the first place to go to college, she couldn’t expect me to wait for her.

I head to my room and take a scorching hot shower, needing to clear my thoughts and to get rid of the traces of Marisa or was it Evelyn? I’m a real pig, I can’t even remember her name. I can’t let Charline take over my mind again. I need to focus on just making sure I don’t make our next deal go wrong.

Once again, we are dealing with the Bastards from Hell, this isn’t our first time doing business with them, they have always been dickheads, but they are even more so as of late. They are worse than PMSing women. Their Prez isn’t that bad, it’s some of the members who are f*cked up, you never know what can happen at a meeting with them.

I finish my shower and jump into bed, hoping I’ll fall asleep quickly. No such luck, I toss and turn most of the night; Charline’s face not leaving my mind for one second.





CHAPTER 3



Charline

November 27, 2013

Tomorrow Ayden’s father, Cabe, is finally released from jail after spending two years locked up for something he didn’t do. I was shocked when Ayden first told me. Sure, the club is into illegal stuff, but why would he steal from the most obvious place of them all? Besides, they don’t exactly need to steal money.

I’m glad he’s released; it’s going to bring some peace to the mess that is going on. Ayden is living in fear that Michael will come after her for taking the papers that incriminate him for framing Cabe. I still don’t know what happened to her six years ago, but I’m sure it is one of the reasons she is so nervous all the time.

I’m waiting for Ayden to come pick me up so we can go shopping to get everything we need for Cabe’s release party. I want to have her thoughts on how it could go with Aleck. I’m going to take the opportunity at the party to see where I stand with Aleck, instead of *footing around each other. It’s time to see if anything could happen. We’re both adults now, if he rejects me then I’m sure I’ll find a way to move on once and for all. I can’t do that whilst I don’t know how he feels, I need closure. I know he’s not a saint, he f*cks whoever he pleases and I’ve had my own experiences, so surely we can see how we go? I’m determined to crack that tough, bad boy, biker exterior.

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Ayden and I have been shopping for a while now, and I’m still not sure how to approach the subject.

“What’s up buttercup?” She grins, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Nothing, why?”

“Because you look like you’ve been dying to ask me something for the past twenty minutes, and you still haven’t. It’s driving me crazy!” She laughs softly. I can’t help but join her.

“Alright, alright.” I sigh. “Do you think I have a chance seducing Aleck tomorrow at the party? I mean, I know the last time he said I was too young, but I’m not seventeen anymore.” I exhale as I finish my rant.

“Ohhhh, still pining over him, aren’t we?” She snickers mocking me lightly, the bitch! I shake my head giggling and nod. “Well, I don’t know what the f*ck his problem is. He’s never been in a relationship that I know of, but he’s a good guy, you’d make a great couple. Everybody can see that you both like and want each other, but he’s too stubborn to give in. He’s the big, bad biker and you’re the innocent, sweet and super cute kindergarten school teacher. He probably thinks that you shouldn’t be compatible because your worlds are too different and yet, he can’t help his attraction to you and I think that scares him, you scare him.”

“I scare him? What have I done now?” I scoff.

“Nothing.” She laughs. “It’s just the way he is. He’s a stubborn but loveable f*cker. Sure, he f*cks anything that has boobs and a vagina, but he doesn’t do romance. Think you could handle that? A relationship without hearts and flowers?” She looks at me very seriously.

“Wow, way to lay it out, huh?” I sigh. “I think I could, only relationship I’ve had was hearts and flowers and he was f*cking my roommate and other girls behind my back! Maybe I need a bad boy? Something tells me he’s a big softie inside.” I grin innocently.

“They all are; yet, they will never admit it, trust me.” She grins devilishly.

“So, Big Ant is a big softie too?” I laugh when she nods and hear Callum, our babysitter for the day chuckle behind us.