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She’s been staying at the house I’d bought not far from Gunner in the guest room. I wanted her in my bed, but I know she’s not ready for that.
At night I hear her screams and end up going in there to hold her close. I always make sure to leave her bed before she wakes. It’s complete torture having her in my arms. Holding her, wanting more, but not pushing. My balls are aching for a release that’s not by my hand and it’s not getting what it wants. My needs are pushed to the back burner because Honor’s needs come first and foremost.
Today, she had her first appointment with a doctor I had Cy do a check on. I’d heard the bullshit that happened up in Virginia with the therapist Stoney’s ol’ lady was seeing and the shit that went down. I wasn’t about to let some quack get his or her claws in Honor.
Once Cy gave the all-clear, I personally set up the appointment for Honor. I took her this afternoon and waited outside for her. I didn’t go in like I wanted to. I know she’s got to get her independence again and get back to herself, but it’s not easy.
Honor’s been jumpy, and I can tell from across the room, her anxiety is getting to her. I didn’t want to force her to come to the clubhouse, but the club was doing a family BBQ. I figured it would be a good time to bring her. No clubwhores are invited to family events. Especially today’s. It’s a closed party, and everyone is keeping it chill. No one wants to spook Honor.
“You going to watch her all day or give her a break?” Gunner asks, holding a beer out for me.
“Just making sure she’s good.” I grunt and take the beer from him.
“She’s doing good,” Malice remarks, motioning for me to take a seat at the table we’re all standing next to. “If you’re gonna stare, you might as well sit and chill.”
Hammer, Cy, and Bruiser all chuckle alongside Malice. Gunner shoots me a grin.
“It’s gonna work out,” Hammer says once he sobers.
Gunner had filled our brothers in on what happened with Honor and what she tried to do. We didn’t want the ol’ ladies to know before she was ready to tell them, but the members of the club, they needed to know so they’d get what we’re feeling.
Looking directly at Cy, I take a swig of my beer before asking, “You find out any new information on those bastards?” I’m more than ready to find the slimy weasels in order to make them pay for what they did to Honor.
During the therapy session I sat in on, I listened to what Honor had to say and fuck if it didn’t gut me. Seeing her the way I did, it gutted me. But hearing her talk to Dr. Williams about it . . . yeah, thatguttedme. I want to make sure the bastards feel the pain tenfold for what they did to her.
“I’ve got feelers out looking for them. A couple of them have already got back to me about those bastards who hurt Honor. Rumors are the De La Rosas have taken them in after word got out we were looking for them for what they did to Honor.”
“You’re fuckin’ joking,” I sneer, my anger rising at the bomb Cy drops. “Those slimy bastards ran to the De La Rosas?”
“That’s what I’ve been told.” Cy grunts in confirmation.
“We need to figure a way to get to them,” Gunner mutters.
“I’ve got an idea,” Hammer growls. “It won’t exactly be my idea. If I could say fuck it, I would, but it’s a good one all the same.”
“Don’t tell me Avery wants to use herself as bait.” Malice grunts.
“Yeah, she wants to call one of her brothers. See if she can’t pay them off to leave the club alone or to find out what it’ll take to get them to disappear.”
I nod, my brain working overtime as I play the scenarios in my head. The pros and the cons of the whole damn thing. One fuck up and shit could go downhill quickly. But if we play it right, we could lay the trap they’d fall right in.
“You okay with Avery doing this?” I ask, glancing from my Prez to the women.
“Fuck no, I’m not,” Hammer grumbles, shaking his head before leaning forward and bracing his arms on the table. “But if it’ll help my woman in making peace with herself, I’ll do it.”
“Avery’s not to blame for this shit.” I grunt, leaning back in my chair.
“You know that. I know that. But she . . . well, fuckin’ hell, she’s struggling with the fact she shares blood with the bastards who killed Quinn in that fire and raped Honor.” The tone in Hammer’s voice shifts to a deadly one, causing all of us to tense.
I get her struggle, but she can’t keep putting the blame where it doesn’t belong. She needs to come to terms with the fact she’s not responsible for the shit other people do. Clearing my throat, I get Hammer’s attention. “Talk to her and tell her about Olly and what she did.”
Shock crosses Hammer’s features at the mentioning of my sister. “You sure about that?”
“It’s a way to teach her she’s not to blame and that she can overcome the shit from her past,” I explain with a shrug. “If it helps her, then tell her. I’ve already told Honor the story.”
“You tell her all of it?” Gunner asks.
“Did I tell her everything about Olly? Yeah, I told her.” I nod, switching my focus to the other man and lifting the beer to my lips, drain the rest of the contents and slam the bottle on the table. “If you want to know if I told her about Mary, I mentioned she was killed by Olly, but that’s it.”
