Page 4 of Haze (Serpents of Chaos MC #2)

HAZE

I’ve never been a man that good things just happen to. I’m not lucky. Nothing falls into my lap, but this takes the fucking cake.

Luella has come back into my life—Luella, the girl I fell in love with, then fucked it all up with.

My childhood best friend.

And she’s trying to friend zone me. I have to admit, that’s not a place I’ve ever been in before.

Luella is now a beautiful woman. When I saw her at the clubhouse, I couldn’t believe my eyes. And when she didn’t recognize me…

She was drunk and hitting on me like I was any musician playing on stage, and it made me wonder how often she did that.

And why was she at the clubhouse?

Was she here just to fuck a biker?

Or did one of my brothers bring her here?

Was she a new club girl?

All the questions rushed through my mind at once.

I was pissed.

How could she not recognize me?

Had she forgotten me so quickly? The boy next door who shared his food with her so she ate enough, who took her to school and the gym and back so she didn’t have to walk or get on the bus, and who played her song after song, night after night?

She looked me in the eye and didn’t know who I was.

I was nothing to her, a lost memory, while she still haunted me every night in my dreams.

No, nothing ever fell into my lap.

Not even love.

My Luella did not belong at a biker party looking for a quick fuck. I was angry, and yeah, I was a dick. I never should have turned her down and walked off with those two women. I didn’t fuck them. I couldn’t, not after seeing her. I haven’t fucked anyone since that night.

But then Daisy decided that I am the father of her unborn child. Could I be? Yes. I did fuck her. I wore protection—I never go without a condom—but I understand they aren’t foolproof. However, Daisy is a club girl, and she fucks everyone .

I’m not being a dick, just stating a fact that we all know. Hell, we all see it with our own eyes. So even though she’s pinning this on me, there is more than one brother sweating over this in the clubhouse right now.

But until we do all the testing, I’m going to keep my mouth shut and step up and be a man. Today, I’ll get to see the sonogram, and then, as soon as we can, I’m going to ask for a paternity test.

I know this whole situation is going to make Luella put up even more of a wall between us, but even if the kid is mine, I’m not going to be with Daisy. I’ll be there for my child in every way, but that’s it.

Luella, on the other hand? She can try and friend zone me all she wants, but we both know the chemistry between us is off the charts like nothing we’ve ever experienced before.

And I’ve been with a lot of women.

For the first time, my soul craves someone.

Luella never left me.

And now she’s here.

At the clubhouse.

Maybe I’m wrong.

For the first time ever, something I want has fallen into my lap. I need to play the long game, though.

I’m not going anywhere.

I’m in this for the long haul.

Luella might not know it, but I vow that she’s going to be mine .

* * *

“You’re quiet,” Daisy muses from the passenger seat of my car. Even if she weren’t pregnant, I still wouldn’t put her on the back of my bike. Luella claimed that spot before she even walked through those doors. “Are you nervous about seeing the baby?”

My fingers tighten around the steering wheel. “Yeah, I guess.”

The last time I slept with Daisy was six weeks ago.

I was drunk, and she was there and more than willing.

She wasn’t the only woman I was with that night.

I’m ashamed to admit it to even myself, but one woman stopped chasing away my demons a long time ago.

I need the distraction, more sensation and outlet than any of them can provide, and my stamina is known throughout the club.

I can fuck all night long.

It usually takes at least three to keep up with me, and that’s not me bragging but me admitting I’m fucking messed up and use sex as a distraction.

Sex is the only time I get out of my head and just get to feel and forget.

It’s the only time I don’t have to worry about everyone.

When I don’t have to be responsible. I’d never turn to drugs, so sex is my escape.

But I have a new addiction now, except all of my past exploits are coming back to bite me in the ass.

Does Luella see what a mess I am? How I lost my way after Aspen lost hers? Does she ever think about her?

“So, will I move into your house with you?” Daisy asks, pulling me from my thoughts. “The clubhouse might not be the best place to raise the baby.”

I take a deep breath. “If the baby is mine, we will discuss it then.”

She’s not moving into my house.

Her head snaps to me like the chick from the exorcist. “I told you it’s yours, Haze. You don’t believe me?”

“I know at least four of my brothers who have been with you in the last two months, Daisy,” I say, clearing my throat.

“It’s yours,” she snaps, tears pooling in her eyes.

She’s been trying to lock down one of the men since she arrived here years ago. She recently had her eyes on War until he fell in love with Ora, and then she turned to me. I think she realized she’d never get a property cut, so she tried a different avenue.

I’ve done many fucked-up things in my life, but knocking up a club whore when the woman of my dreams is now back in my life would have to take the number one spot.

But baby or not, Luella is going to be mine .