Page 15 of Havoc
But now that I’m back in Vegas, all I can think about is where she’s been all these years and what came of it.
That slash on her stomach. The cut through her eyebrow. The shadows in her eyes.
She’s the girl I remember. But also,not.
And she’s refusing to tell anyone a damn thing about what happened to her, which is frustrating as hell.
I cut through the clubhouse and brush my hair back out of habit. At times like this, I wish I hadn’t chopped most of it off in LA. Messing with my hair when I’m stressed helped me focus. Now I’m left with barely enough on top to reach my cheek.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I’m thinking about haircuts when I should be focusing on what to report to Steel tonight at church. Aimee is a distraction.
She’s the vision on the back of my eyelids. She’s the girl sitting in every damn corner of my mind.
The girl who walked away.
The girl I let go.
It was easy to blame her when I thought I’d never see her again. Now I just need one answer:why?
Church is already filling by the time I take my seat on Legacy’s left. He’s smiling as he types out a text, so damn happy now that he’s settled down. Glancing around the table, I take note of the mood. How much lighter theweight is on Ghost’s shoulders. How Steel scowls less than he used to. How Legacy can’t stop fucking grinning.
Half the damn room has happily fallen in love, and I’m stuck in purgatory.
A month ago, that didn’t bother me one bit. I was fine fucking and drinking my way through my problems. I’d accepted that the only girl I’d offered my heart to had handed it back.
A month ago, Aimee was just some girl I’d never get over, so I buried her deep enough that I didn’t care how lonely that fact made me.
Now, I’m just fucking lonely.
I catch Reina walking past the window behind Ghost. She narrows her eyes and offers me a scowl. Her blonde hair falls just past her shoulders, brushing the large swell of her tits. That used to be enough for me to drag her to my room and release a little tension. But all it does now is carve into this festering, invisible wound.
Aimee couldn’t care less about me, and here I am, feeling guilty for every second I’ve spent without her for the past fourteen years.
Reina paws at Soul as he finally heads to church, and he gives her a wink. She’s one of the few patch bunnies he hasn’t fucked, but they’ve always been friendly with each other.
“Finally decided to grace us with your presence?” Steel shoves his phone aside as Soul closes the door behind him.
“You’re welcome.” Soul grins, dropping into his chair at Steel’s left.
Steel shakes his head, leaning back in his chair. “Catch me up. I see you didn’t burn the club down while I was at the Grand Canyon with the family this weekend.”
“Because this asshole only got back a few days ago and hasn’t had the chance.” Chaos grins, jutting a thumb at Soul. “Things have been quiet. No movement at the Iron Sinners compound, and Zane seems to be keeping his distance after we burned down the trafficking house.”
“Convenient.” Steel arches an eyebrow.
Rick Zane owns half the casinos in Vegas, and the Iron Sinners do his dirty work. But since we took down their trafficking ring, he backed away to avoid the fallout, putting him farther out of our reach. We’ve had a target on his back for a while, but he has something the Iron Sinners don’t—power and a public name. Too many people would notice if we took a shot at him without thinking our plan all the way through.
Steel turns to me. “Do you think Zane is done with Titan’s bullshit? Or is he just keeping his distance to protect his interests while the dust settles?”
“I think it would be too easy to assume Zane is out of the mix. Without the Iron Sinners, Zane would have to find someone else to do his dirty work. He might not like Titan, but he trusts him to get the job done.” I shrug. “Besides, there’s no indication of anyone else stepping in. Soul and I met with a few chapters while we were in LA, and there’s been no movement on the West Coast from any of our rivals. The Iron Sinners still hold the other side of Vegas, which means Zane doesn’t have any other options because we sure as fuck won’t help him.”
Steel nods, his jaw tightening. “How did it go with the other chapters anyway?”
“We have their full support if needed.”
“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”
