“Mum, Havoc probably just wants to get home to his f—”
His hand tightened around my waist as he cut me off, “I’m not in a rush. Yvette has everything under control at the moment.”
Well, shit.
I hadn’t expected that.
Mum made coffee while we sat at the kitchen table. Havoc appeared calm, while I sat bouncing my leg, more nervous than I’d ever been when Mum met a guy I was seeing.
“So Nash tells me you’re a club member,” she said as she placed mugs in front of us.
He nodded. “Thank you, and yes. I grew up around the club and have been a member for thirteen years.”
“But you don’t stick to the Brisbane club?”
“Two years ago I chose to become a nomad. I tend to go wherever I’m needed now.”
Frown lines wrinkled her forehead. I loved that she was trying to get to know him and understand how the club worked. “So you travel all over Australia? What do you do to help?”
I almost choked on my drink.
In true Havoc form, her questions didn’t ruffle him. “Yeah, all over the country. The clubs call on me to help sort out membership issues or supplier issues for their businesses. Things like that mostly.”
Catching his eye, I attempted to cover my smirk.
He ignored me.
“Oh, okay, so you must be good at your job then, if they call on you from all over,” Mum said.
I coughed. Needing to change the subject, I said, “Have you heard any more from Dad?”
Sadness clouded her eyes. “Not since he dropped by the other day.”
What?
“He dropped by? I thought he phoned you.”
“No, he came here to talk to me. I told you that on the phone.”
Anger bubbled up and I was helpless to control it. “No! He can’t come here! I hope you told him to never come back.”
She reached across the table to place her hand gently on my arm. “I did. I told him we would contact him if and when we were ready.”
Havoc’s hand landed on my knee under the table and he squeezed my leg. I turned and found him watching me with eyes full of concern. Taking a deep breath, I took hold of his hand on my leg and squeezed it back. His support calmed me.
Looking back at mum, I nodded. “Good. And for the record, I will never be ready to contact him.”
Mum nodded her understanding. “I know, baby. But if you ever change your mind, I want you to know I will support you fully and be there for you however you need.”
The front door slammed, jolting our attention from the conversation.
“Havoc!” Nash’s voice boomed through the house as he made his way to the kitchen.
His furious eyes met mine a moment later, only holding my gaze briefly before turning his full attention to Havoc.
“Nash,” Havoc said as he stood to meet my brother. His always-on-alert body tensed more than it usually did and the vein in his neck pulsed.
Oh, shit.