Trusting Nicole (The Last Hangman MC #4)(75)

The rebuilding of the compound has been progressing without too much trouble and we’re just doing the finishing touches. It’s going to look f*cking amazing. It’s bigger than before and it even has a huge room for the women to hang out while we have meetings in the chapel or when we are on lock down. This way they are close by and safe and can’t get into any trouble. I say that but knowing them, they’ll somehow manage to cause chaos whilst being here.

It’s was hard in the beginning to blend in with everybody. They all knew their places in the club but I had no idea what I was supposed to do and what was expected of me. After a long talk with Ant, he assured me that things will happen naturally. We haven’t had to do many club related tasks because things are fairly quiet as of late which is good. We all need a break from people wanting to f*ck us over.

It feels weird having a family again and to have people appreciate me for me and not because of what I can do for them. It has helped me a lot to cope with everything that happened. I know I wasn’t in love with Jenny, but it was still hard to know that she died because of the way I lived my life. I brought her into that world full of danger and she paid for it. I hope she’s happy wherever she is. I’ve had an ongoing battle with her parents for the life insurance. She had subscribed to one and as her husband, the money automatically comes to me and it’s a shit load of money, but I don’t want it nor do I need it. They can have it for all I care but they want to fight me for it just for the sake of it.

After the revelation with Walkers, the cop I killed, and Rienks over hearing, I thought I’d have all the cops around after me trying to lock me up, but it never happened. They never say anything whenever I see one of them around. Sure they were shocked that I had joined an MC and apparently resigned from my detective position. It took me a while to figure it out, but Steph covered for me. I don’t know exactly what she did, but apparently her and Sergei are behind the fact I can roam free without a care in the world that the cops are going to arrest me for killing one of them. I’m grateful that a couple of people were looking out for me and making sure I would be free and safe without having to hide.

I opened the letter Sergei left me a couple of days ago with Nicole. It took me a while to feel ready to read it. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to handle the truth about my parents and why they were killed. I hate to think they died because of a stupid mistake.

I come back from working at the compound, we are almost done with everything. It’s been a lot of long days, but it’s good to see something we are all building together come to life. I smile as I watch Nicole dancing around in the kitchen as she cooks us dinner. I walk up behind her and kiss her neck. She jumps and hits me with the spatula.

“Stop scaring me!” She glares at me before kissing me.

“Sorry, but I can’t help holding you whenever I see you.” I grin and kiss her softly.

“Yeah, well a bit of a warning would be nice.” She relaxes into my arms and cuddles into me.

“How was your day?” I kiss her head.

“Long and boring.” She frowns.

“More studying?” I ask grabbing a beer from the fridge and refilling her glass of iced tea.

“Thank you. Yeah, hopefully I’ll ace this one, all this studying is starting to get on my nerves.”

“You’ll do good. I have faith in you.” I hold the back of her neck and kiss her deeply.

“Mmmm can you greet me like this every time you come home?” She smiles, closing her eyes.

“Don’t I always?” I chuckle.

“Yeah, but you’re extra touchy and kissy today.” She grins and wraps her arms around me.

“Really?” I kiss the top of her head and take a peek inside the pan to see what she is cooking.

“Yes really and I’m making your favorite.” She smiles up at me.

“You didn’t have to.” I kiss her nose and grab her ass, holding her flush to my body.

“I wanted to.” She kisses my chest.

“Can I ask you something?”

“You just did.” She grins.

“Smartass.” I chuckle.

“You love my ass.”

“That I do.” I smirk spanking it, eliciting a moan from her.

“Stop it, I’m cooking and I have to study.” She frowns.

“Alright, I’ll behave, but once you get into bed, your ass is mine.” I smirk at her, raising my eyebrow.

“Bring it, Sanders.” She chuckles. “What were you going to ask me?” she says before stirring the amazing pulled chicken goodness she’s made.

“I’m ready to read the letter, will you read it with me?”

She looks at me with a saddened expression on her face.

“Of course I will, Love.” She kisses me softly and hugs me. She knows that letter is a big deal for me. She lowers the heat to let the meat simmer before leading me to the patio. She walks back into the house and quickly returns with a bottle of whiskey and the letter. When we moved in together, I asked her to keep the letter hidden for me and I’d ask for it when I was ready. Tonight is the night.

I hold her on my lap and slowly open the letter and we both start reading.

My dear Jason,

If you're reading this letter, it means that I have died before being able to tell you the truth about your parents.