Page 16 of His Flawed Ride (Sons of Lost Souls MC #16)
Chapter Fourteen
Leo
T he last thing me and my paranoia needs is Grim and Nora sat at my table.
I should’ve expected Holly to invite them to dinner but walking in and seeing Nora in my living room was the last thing on my mind.
Nora is preoccupied with their son Spencer to pay me any notice, but I notice everything she does.
There’s tension running through her. As she eats, her hands slightly shake around the silverware.
She’s nervous, but she’s doing her best to hide it.
“Thank you, Holly. That was lovely,” Grim says breaking my spell over his old lady.
My food has gone cold and left untouched. Holly arches her brow, questioningly, but doesn’t say anything. I head out into the back yard with Grim for a smoke and he doesn’t miss a beat.
“Are we good?”
“Sure. What makes you ask?”
He shrugs. “Dunno, just weird vibes at dinner.”
“I’ve got shit on my mind.”
I inhale on my cigarette until the cherry burns down and I exhale up into the darkening night’s sky.
“Anything I can help out with while I’m here?”
“Nah, I’m good. Besides, once the funeral’s over, you’re on your way back to Mercy, yes?”
“I’m getting the feeling you want us to leave straight from the wake, Prez.”
“I could do without your old lady around while there’s a missing report out on Harry.”
I flick my cigarette into the ashtray and leave him to finish his smoke. I stop short when I hear Nora ask Holly, “Have you heard anything about this missing report on Harry?”
“I can’t say that I have. Leo doesn’t talk about that kind of stuff when he’s home. You’re not worried, are you? You know the club won’t let anything happen.”
“I know, it’s just I’ve moved on from him… when I first left Willow’s Peak, I thought he’d be in my head all the time and for the rest of my life. But then, I had Spencer and Grim and it’s like, Harry disappeared from my memory.”
“He still has. Don’t worry about this, Nora. You’ll bury your mom and then Grim will take you home and all this will be back in the past. If it doesn’t, talk to Leo.”
The dishwasher is switched on and drowns out their hushed voices.
Not wanting to be seen, I escape upstairs and after checking in on Roman and Rayna, where I find Sebastian camped out on Rayna’s floor, I switch off the TV and close myself in in my bedroom and wait for Holly.
I make myself comfortable on the bed. I’m on the verge of drifting off when the door creeps open and I crack open an eye.
“I thought you’d left.”
“Nah, just waiting on you.”
She stands at the bottom of the bed and slyly lifts her top up, showing her tanned stomach.
Forgetting the shit going down in the club and everything plaguing me with Nora and Grim, I focus on my old lady as she slips out of her jeans and climbs onto the bottom of the bed.
“Are you here for the night or do you have to be somewhere.”
Sitting up, I rip my hoodie over my head and toss it on the floor. Leaning back, I unzip my jeans, all the while keeping my eyes on my wife. Her coy smile has me regretting not being here more often lately.
“I heard you and Nora talking after dinner, about her ex.”
“I’m moving to seduce my husband and he wants to talk about another woman?”
I laugh. “It’s not like that and you know it.”
“Well, you know what they say about eavesdropping.”
“What?”
“That they shouldn’t.” She laughs.
I roll my eyes and ask her, “Do you reckon she’d crack if questioned about Harry, by someone outside of the club?”
She stares at me but tells me, “I’d like to think she wouldn’t, but you don’t truly know until you’re in that situation.”
“She’s making me nervous,” I admit.
She runs her hand over my chest and it’s soothing. “After her mother’s funeral, she’ll be leaving town. You’ve just got to get through the next couple of days.”
As usual, my old lady is what I need to get me through the shit weighing on my mind.
“Now, can you fuck me or do I have to take care of it myself.”
Smirking, I flip her onto her back and cover her body with mine. “I can take care of my old lady.”
Urging me on, she grins. “Prove it.”
Since taking the gavel, my favourite time of day is first thing in the morning when everyone is still asleep.
The house is so quiet my own breath is loud.
As I wait for the coffee to percolate soft steps breaks the silence.
I know Holly’s step, and it’s not one of the kids.
The muscles in my shoulders tighten as I look over my shoulder and see Nora carrying Spencer and an empty bottle.
She stops short when she sees me and looks down at the floor.
“You’re making me nervous, considering I keep being told you’ve put it in the past.”
She looks me in the eye and promises, “You don’t need to be.” She takes a deep breath and adds, “I know what would happen to me if I talked. I have too much to lose and I refuse to let Harry take any more from me than he already has.”
With all that she’s said, she moves around my kitchen preparing her son his morning bottle.
I pour my coffee, both of us moving in silence, and while she heads up the stairs, I head outside.
As I round the corner to the bar, Mason’s plotted up on his bike. I walk over and light a cigarette.
“You’re here early.”
“I didn’t wanna take any chances she left early.”
“Good. I’m gonna tell Grim you’re following on account of the Hades Hogs, that we don’t leave alone at the moment.”
“If he’s got his head on right, he’ll see through it.”
“Couldn’t give a shit. This is how it’s going down.”
“What if Harry’s family show up? You want me to step in?”
“If Grim doesn’t handle it, quick, then yeah. Step the fuck in.”
Loose lips sink ships but admitting murder sinks clubs and no one’s going to prison if I can help it.