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Hulk goes to the door and shouts for Angel. She appears, all smiles. “Everything okay?” she asks.
Hulk glares at me. “Pres needs to talk with you. Take a seat.” She sits, and he stands by my side. “Lorenzo is dead,” he says coldly.
“What?” She almost gasps, and I groan. “I mean, who’s Lorenzo?”
“Too late,” growls Hulk. “You’d better get talking.”
Angel bursts into tears. “I’m sorry,” she cries. “It wasn’t supposed to get that far.”
I stand, my chair falling back and hitting the wall. I didn’t expect her to crack so easily. “I stood up for you. I told Hulk and Mae that it wasn’t you, that you wouldn’t do that to me.”
“I didn’t mean to. He tricked me.”
“Even if that was true, you should have come to me.” I head for the door. “Do what you think needs doing, Hulk. I need to be with my woman.”
Angel is no threat to me now, not with Lorenzo dead, and if it happened like she said, he was using her for intel. Hulk will kick her ass out. No more free riding from the club.
MAE
The bedroom door slams back against the wall, and I glance over my shoulder to see Ace standing in the doorway looking pissed. I was upset when I saw he’d gone this morning, I wanted to talk with him about the whole Lorenzo thing, and I needed to talk about why we both went to sleep last night with our backs to each other. “You look tired,” I say, rolling onto my side to face him.
“How do I stop the nightmares, Mae? What can I do to make them leave your head?”
“Talk to me,” I say simply.
“Where do I start?” he asks, stepping into the room and closing the door. Dodge jumps onto the end of the bed and curls up. “I want to talk about it, but I don’t want to make you relive it. I don’t want to talk to Hulk because it’s not my place to tell people what happened to you.” He sits on the bed and takes my hand in his. “We should be happy, but I feel like this big shadow is hanging over us, Mae.”
“Me too,” I admit. “I feel ashamed. I don’t dare touch you in case all you see is me having sex with that man.”
“Jesus,” he hisses, wincing at my words. “You didn’t have sex with him. You were raped. It’s completely different.”
“Was it different in your eyes?”
“How can you even ask that? I’m scared to touch you in case I trigger you, but don’t think for one minute that I don’t want to. It’s all I can think about. Do you know how hard it’s been lying next to you each night and not being able to touch you the way I want to?”
“I want you to touch me. Ace, I need your touch to wipe away theirs.”
“I don’t want to push you too far. When you’re ready, you have to make the move, baby.”
I nod, acknowledging that I’ll do that when I feel ready. “I’m glad Lorenzo is dead. I wanted to say thank you, but it seemed weird.” I smile. “But thanks.”
“I’m sorry for taking Mystique. I get why you were pissed about it. I’ll try to listen more when you’re trying to make me see where I’ve fucked up. And you were right about Angel. She was feeding information back to Lorenzo.”
“Shit,” I mutter. I thought she had the motive, but actually finding out I was right is still a shock. “Sorry, Ace, I know you’ve spent a lot of time with her. The betrayal must hurt.”
“I should know by now that the two people closest to me are usually always right,” he adds a smile.
“Hulk called it too?”
Ace nods. “Yeah. I told him what you said, and he agreed.”
“Wow, Hulk and I agreeing on something.” I smile, and Ace laughs.
“Is it too soon to get him to call you stepmum?” jokes Ace, and I shudder at the thought. We’re similar in age, and I don’t think either of us are ready for that title. “We need to make you my old lady.”
“I thought we did that already?”
“I need your name on my skin, baby, and if you’re comfortable with it, I’d like you to have my name too.” It’s sweet that he asks me instead of telling me. I know it’s usually customary to be ‘tagged’ as belonging to a biker, and I’d love nothing more than to have Ace on my skin. It means he’s serious, and knowing that makes me happier than I’ve felt in a long time.
