Havoc (Storm MC 7)

Why did shit have to be complicated?

Which reminded me… “What are you going to do about Dad? I mean, are you going to let him back into your life?” I dreaded that she might say yes, but I had to know.

The look that flashed in her eyes revealed her inner conflict. Mum had always had a bleeding heart and a tendency to forgive too easily. “I think he’s sick.”

“So?” He’d never cared when we’d been sick. He’d never come back to check on us so why should him being sick make any difference to her decision.

“Carla, I let your father go in my mind many years ago. He’ll never own a place there again, but I worry for you kids. I want you all to make peace with the hurt he inflicted. Closing yourself off from that pain and not allowing it to wash out of you will only eat you up for the rest of your life.”

My chest tightened at the thought of what she was suggesting. “Are you saying we should forgive him?”

“Forgiveness is for you, not him.” Her eyes and her voice pleaded with me to agree, but I never would.

Pushing my chair back, I said, “I don’t need to forgive him. What I need is for him to go away and never come back.” I fumed as I headed for my bedroom.

Not at my mother but at my father.

No fucking way would I ever meet him.

* * *

An hour later, I gave up trying to get some sleep. I was exhausted after the long ride home, but my mind wouldn’t switch off.

And I missed Havoc.

I pulled out my phone.

Me: I miss your cock.

He came straight back.

Havoc: It misses you.

Me: I think we should give him what he wants.

Havoc: I’m tied up for the next few hours but after that he’s all yours.

Me: Is your dad okay?

Havoc: Not sure yet. Doctor is coming over soon.

Me: I hope it’s good news. I’ll talk to you after.

Havoc: I’ll call you later, babe.

Damn. Now I was horny as hell.

With no promise of sleep and hours before Havoc would be free, I decided to see if Velvet could fit me in for a facial. I’d never been to her work before, but she’d given me facials at home and they always relaxed me.

I phoned her and was lucky—she’d had a cancellation and could squeeze me in.

Perfect.

Girl time was just what I needed.

* * *

“You’ve fallen for him, haven’t you?” Velvet said after I’d answered all her questions about my trip away with Havoc. She’d finished my facial and we were passing the time until her next appointment. The salon where she worked wasn’t busy that day so we had plenty of time to catch up.