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CHAPTER FOUR

ELSIE

When I made the decision to come to the club, I wasn’t sure what would happen. Months ago, they helped me out so much. Would they turn me away now? Even with speaking to Adele and Una from time to time, that didn’t mean the club would help us now.

Seeing Solo for the first time in months made my heart race faster.

Seeing his worry and anger as he strode towards me made most of my worry fade away.

My heart skipped a beat when I heard the words leave Tag’s mouth, telling me I did good coming to the club. It was the proof I needed that they would help me.

Then Solo stepped up and my body sagged against him in relief that he was there.

Now we are in his room, and he is telling me that he will sort my problem out for me again, but me and the kids have to move into the clubhouse to be safe. My heart is beating faster but for a different reason.

I have spent the last few months building myself up again, learning not to let people walk all over me, and here is the man who saved me telling me what to do.

“You will stay here at the club, here in my room with me. The kids can have the spare room. It’s across the hall so they’ll be close if they need you. You will be covered. No one will get to you here.” A smirk slips across his face when I glower at him.

Jumping to my feet, I fold my arms across my body, pushing my breasts up, which draws his attention to my chest. Such a man.

“I can’t just stop working, Kane. I will lose my job. And the kids have school. It’s easy for a man with no kids to think that it’s easy for them to miss school,” I huff.

He just looks at me, a grin in place on his stupid, handsome face. Ugh, why does he have to be so damned good looking? When I look at Kane Huskins, I get why people give him a wide berth with his size and stature, but if they got to know him, they would see that he has a heart of gold beneath that hard biker mask he wears.

His life may have violence in it, and tons of illegal stuff. Hell, the club are called the Royal Bastards, for crying out loud. I have heard about other clubs in the UK from stuff on the news, but these guys here tend to stay under the radar.

I feel his eyes on me, and my skin heats up from the attention. It has been so long since a man has looked at me the way Kane does. Nigel only wanted a body to use to get off, but Kane looks at me like he wants me to be his one and only meal.

Like he will starve if he doesn’t have me.

“They can be homeschooled for now. I know a kid who got his work sent home with him. The kids can do that. Explain to the school that you have to stay in St Ives for a family emergency.” He shrugs like it’s nothing.

Clearly he knows naff-all about the school system.

“It doesn’t work like that, Kane,” I sigh.

He shifts forward, reaching for my hips, and pulls me until I am standing between his thick thighs. I gasp at the contact, at the heat from his hands seeping through my jeans.

The little contact we have had has always been in comfort. He has never touched me like I have wanted him to. He knew I needed to wrap my head around what happened and find myself again.

I have seen the women who stay at the club, shagging the single men when they feel like getting off. I have stretch marks and a little pouch belly from carrying twins.

“Fuck, I love it when you say my name like that. All breathy and sexy,” he growls, making goosebumps break out across my skin.

“Focus, Kane.” I huff again. “My kids are happy. They are settled.”

I see a flash of sadness in his eyes before he blinks, masking it. I have to step away from his touch because it’s making me feel things I’m not sure I’m ready for. Kane is very intense, yet I get a thrill when he looks at me like he is now.

I feel naked when I’m around him, which is another reason why I need to keep some distance between us.

“They can be settled here. You know, deep down, Elsie, that we will keep you safe. Fuck, you’ve seen it.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose, a headache forming behind my eyes. So much has happened in such a short time.

I hear him sigh, before I look back to him.

“I have proven enough that I will do whatever it takes to keep you and the kids safe. You have to respect that I am only making these decision for you because I know they are what will keep the three of you safe. It will piss you off—fuck me, I will piss you off to no end. That’s just me. But I will never hurt you, baby. I will always ask for your opinion and permission when it comes to Ricky and Ruthie.”

I feel my head nodding because his words resonate around my head, the truth floating with them. I know he will never hurt me, not intentionally anyway.

“I know.” My voice comes out as a whisper as emotion clogs my throat.

Being here, seeing him again after that night, brings everything rushing back. Seeing the softer side to this beast of a man makes my heart yearn for something I’m not sure I’m ready for. My ex-husband did a number on me. But one day, I want what Adele and Una have.

I deserve to find someone who will fucking worship me, body and heart.

I am fucking worthy of a hot man to treat me right.

“Hey, I lost you for a second.” I look at Kane, seeing a frown on his handsome face.

“I don’t know how to do this,” I confess.

My heart hammers in my chest as he pulls me closer again. His large hands rest on the backs of my thighs, trapping me to him. Fear and arousal flood my system, making me confused by it all.

When I lick my lips, he groans low in his throat, and it makes me shiver.

“We take this at your pace, baby. I may look mean as fuck and I may know violence, but it will never touch you. I am the meanest-looking Huskins brother, baby, but I know how to treat a woman.” He winks. “And take care of her kids.”

“I’ll talk to Ruthie and Ricky. If they’re not comfortable here, we will have to think of another plan, Kane. I can’t have my kids unhappy ever again.” My voice is so low, I’m surprised he heard.

He nods. “I understand that.”

I nod to him, offering a smile. He pushes to his feet, making me gasp and step back, but he doesn’t let me get too far. His thick arms slip around my waist as he lowers his head, bringing his lips to mine.

The kiss starts off slow and sweet, until I flick my tongue out, touching his lips. Then all bets are off. He growls deep in his throat, deepening the kiss.

My hands go around his neck, keeping him in place. I can feel how hard he is getting, with his bulge pressing against my stomach, and it makes my body zing with lust for him. But he moves back, groaning as he does.

I suddenly feel cold from the loss of contact from him. He reaches down and adjusts his cock, and I can’t help but grin.

“Fucking minx.” He closes the small gap again, resting his head against mine. “You are not ready for what I want to give you, baby. I need to go, before I lose all control and scare the living shit out of you.”

With that, he leaves me in his room, hot, damp, and panting after him like a starving woman.