Havoc

12 - She's going nowhere

Havoc

I fold my arms across my chest. “What makes you think that’s going to happen? Why would you even suggest such a ridiculous thing? Wynter is my wife, BlackJack, and she belongs with me.”

He scratches his chin with his thumbnail. “I get that, Havoc, really, I do. I wouldn’t expect you to think it’s a good idea...”

“It’s a terrible idea.” He nods his head at me.

There’s no way on this earth I will agree with Wynter moving in with BlackJack. He must be insane to even think I’d be okay with what he’s suggesting.

Why did he suggest it?

How could he possibly think Wynter would even want that?

“I know you want to get to know Wynter, and that’s fine with me. However, she’s staying with me where she belongs.”

“And you’re sure you can keep her safe?”

I grit my teeth behind my lips. “Careful, old man,” BlackJack raises his eyebrow at me. “You’ve known me my whole life. You know damn well that I can keep my wife safe as much as you’ve always kept yours safe.”

I shake my head in annoyance when BlackJack chuckles. “You’re so much like your dad it’s scary. I forget sometimes that you’re no longer a little boy.”

“I haven’t been one of those for a very long time, BlackJack. I’m a thirty-one-year-old man and that beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman over there,” I tip my head toward Wynter. “Is my wife, and she means everything to me.

“I spent months without her because she didn’t trust me enough to understand her past. Wynter is finally back in my life, and I’m not letting her go again. You must have banged your head to think I’d agree to send my wife to live with you.”

He nods. “I heard what your dad said, Havoc, and I’m not happy about it. Wynter deserves to be loved, not spoken to like she’s shi.t on his shoe!”

I roll my neck. I should have known this was coming. “Look, I know what my dad said, but he’s just concerned for me. He’ll come around, BlackJack; he always does.”

The last thing I want is for BlackJack and my dad to come to blows. They’ve been friends all my life, and that means something.

I watch BlackJack looking at Wynter. I understand why he feels the need to protect her. I’ve heard the stories about his brother and the vile cunt he was – still would be if he was out there and not locked away for the rest of his life. I heard Wynter’s side of things and the hell she lived through because of that man. BlackJack had nothing to do with his family, but I can tell he wishes he had for Wynter’s sake.

Nothing can change the past, but we can make sure Wynter’s future is a bright one. What my dad said was out of order, and I will have a word with him. But what BlackJack is suggesting is ridiculous on a whole other level.

“Her life hasn't been an easy one, Havoc. She has people after her, and...”

“I know that, BlackJack,” I stop him from rambling. He’s a worried uncle with a lot of regret in his heart. “Wynter has a big family now, and we’ll all look out for her and protect her with our lives. We have Church later, and Jett will let us know if he’s come up with a plausible plan to find those men. I’ll talk to Red and make him see that what he said was out of order.

“But answer me this. If Tayor’s uncle walked up to you and asked you to let him take her from you, even if he thought he was doing the right thing to protect her, would you send her away?”

BlackJack laughs. “Fuc.k no! I’d tell him he was insane, and I could take care of my wife.” He laughs again. “I’ve been stupid. I apologize.”

I smile slightly. “I know you’re worried. But trust me, BlackJack, I won’t let anything happen to Wynter.”

BlackJack clasps my shoulder. “I trust you with my life, Havoc, and I know Wynter feels the same way. But if you need anything at all, I want you to come to me. No matter how small...”

“I’ll come to you,” I chuckle. “Don’t worry, old man, everything will be just fine.”

“Less of the old man, you little shi.t.” We laugh. BlackJack gives me one last look before nodding his head and walking away.

I turn my eyes back to Wynter. She’s with Cassie and Gunner across the room, smiling and laughing as they talk. She’s so happy to be back with her friend. However, I have to wonder if she would be better off with BlackJack and Taylor. I don’t doubt my ability to protect Wynter, but I have to give her the choice of whether she stays or goes.

Yes, I know she loves me. But Wynter might feel safer with BlackJack, especially when there are so many people in and around his house all the time. I don’t live as close to others as everyone else does. I didn’t feel the need to live a stone-throw away from my parents like most did. I cut the apron strings a long time ago!

Why are you doubting yourself, Havoc?

I don’t know, but I suddenly am.

I make my way over to Wynter and gently take her arm in my hand. She turns to look at me with a smile on her beautiful face. “You guys mind if I steal Wynter for a moment?”

“Sure,” Gunner smirks.

Prick!

Wynter hugs Cassie quickly before chasing after me as I make my way outside. I inwardly groan when she catches up with me and slips her hand into mine. She has no idea what it does to me when she simply takes my hand. I want to ravage her, shove my face between her legs and never come up for air.

I lead Wynter to the side of the building, and she leans back against the wall, breathing in the evening air with a smile on her face.

“I never thought I’d feel this happy, Havoc. My best friend found her family and a man who loves her endlessly. I have a family now, and you and I are going to try again.” She looks right at me, still smiling. “I am so in love with you, Havoc.”

“I’m so in love with you, too, beautiful,” I smile when she comes closer, arms wrapping around my neck and his lips against mine.

I wrap my arms around her, pulling her body flush against mine, and she moans into my mouth. Fuc.k, I can feel my dic.k hardening behind my zipper.

Our tongues battle for dominance, sucking, entwining. Her hands fist my hair, and she’s practically dry-humping me where we stand. It fuckin.g hurts that I want her this badly. So badly that my heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest and kill me.

Wynter finally pulls out of the kiss with a groan and rests her forehead against mine. “I know what you dragged me out here for. I heard BlackJack talking to Taylor about what they want. I heard BlackJack say he’d talk to you before speaking with me, and then I saw him approach you.” She pulls away from me slightly but grabs my hands in hers tightly. “Do you want me to go, Havoc? Please just tell me if you do.”

I reach out and touch Wynter’s soft cheek. I couldn’t stop myself. I run my knuckles down her cheek, and she closes her eyes for a second.

“BlackJack just wants to take care of you, Wynter. He’s your uncle, and he loves you.” I watch her smile at that. “BlackJack and Taylor are two of the nicest people I know, and I’ve known them all my life.”

“They are nice people, Havoc, and it’s kind of them to want to take care of me.” She smiles again while cupping my cheek. “But I am a grown woman and can make my own decisions. I belong with my husband. With you. Right?”

“Right, but are you sure that’s what you want?”

Wynter sighs. “I thought...”

“What did you think?”

She looks away from me.

I take her face in my hands and force her to look at me.

“Please don’t turn away from me. Do you really think I want to be standing here telling you to move in with BlackJack and Taylor? Because I don’t, Wynter. I really don’t. However, this isn’t about me and what I want. This is about what’s best for you. I can’t make you stay with me if being with your family is where you really want to be.”

I watch her beautiful throat move up and down as she swallows. “If you think, for one second, that I am going anywhere without you, Cole Caldwell, then you’re insane.”

I chuckle loudly, and Wynter smiles.

“I know we’ve been apart for months, but I’m home now, and I am never leaving you again. I don’t feel safe when I’m not with you, Havoc. I’m not saying that I need a protector, you know that I can take care of myself,”

That I do. Wynter is a strong woman. It’s what first attracted me to her.

“I love you, Havoc. I really love you. I know I made a mistake when I left the way I did, but it didn’t mean I didn’t love you.”

“I know that, sweetheart,” I gently take her face in my hands. “I want you to listen to me, Wynter. Everything I do is what’s best for you. You know that, don’t you?”

“Of course I do. But moving in with my uncle is not what’s best, Havoc. It doesn’t even make any sense to me.”

I chuckle. “Me either. If you want to stay with me, then that’s the end of the conversation.”

Wynter smiles wide. “Well, I’m glad that’s settled. What are we going to do about those guys, Havoc?”

I tuck her hair behind her ear. “I have a meeting with Jett and the others in a little while. Between us, we’ll figure something out. I know telling you not to worry is stupid, but try not to. No matter what, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“I know you won’t.” Wynter leans in and kisses me softly. “It was nice meeting your siblings. I like them all very much.”

“They liked you, too.”

“We’re an odd mix, huh?”

“I don’t think so,” She smiles. “Families come in all shapes and sizes, Havoc. Blood or otherwise, you’re still a family.”

I stroke her face with the back of my hand. “You’re part of that family now, Wynter.”

“Thank you,” She has nothing to thank me for.

Wynter leans in and kisses me, and it takes all that I am not to pin her against the wall and take her right where we stand. But it’ll have to wait until we get home.

I pull her into my arms and hold her close to me. It’s been a hard few months without her, and it’s not going to be easygoing for a while, but she’s here now, right where she belongs.

Wynter lays her head on my shoulder as I hold her and hums happily to herself. “Havoc?”

“Yeah?”

“When can we go home?”

I nudge her off my shoulder, and she looks at me. “Anytime you like. Why? You wanna ravage me?” I laugh.

“More like I want you to punish me,” She licks her lips, and I raise my eyebrow. Wynter smirks while biting her lower lip.

“Oh, yeah?” She nods her head. “And what have you done that would mean I’d have to punish you?”

“Well,” She licks her lips again. “A guy back there was looking at me. He winked, and I smiled.”

I grit my teeth. Even though I know she’s only saying this stuff for effect, to get me where she wants me, it angers me. I don’t want other men looking at what’s mine, even if she is the most beautiful creature to walk the planet.

“You’re mine, Wynter. Mine, and mine alone. Any man so much as looks at you for more than twenty seconds, and I’ll gouge out his eyes!”

She laughs cheekily. “Twenty seconds was very specific.”

I take her face in my hands and yank her closer to me. “You shouldn’t play these games, little girl. You know how they always end.”

Wynter groans with her eyes closed. “Yeah, I do,” She opens her eyes to look at me. “With me across Daddy’s knee while he spanks me hard.”

Damm, the girl is asking for trouble.