Healing Gabe (Last Hangman MC Book 3) by Muriel Garcia Read Free Book Online Page B

be okay, Viv. I don’t know how but I’m gonna make sure everything is okay from now on,” he whispers in my hair.
    “Nothing will ever be okay.” I look up at him and brush my fingers along the scar. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper. He places his hand over mine, closes his eyes and nuzzles my hand.
    “It’s a daily reminder of the hell I’ve been through, and yet it brings back memories of those beautiful purple-ish eyes looking up at me with relief when I took you away from that motherfucker.” I swallow hard. This is too intense and I’m scared of my body’s reaction to him. I just want to wrap myself around him and make us both forget all that has gone on. I want to make him happy again; I need to make him happy again. He opens his eyes and his gaze locks with mine. “I’ll never regret stepping in that day. It is probably the reason why I’ve been through so much shit, but I’ll never regret meeting you.” He brushes his lips over mine and for a second I let myself get lost into the moment, despite knowing deep down, he’s talking about Annie. They may have only had each other for a short amount of time but she was his one true love and he was hers.
    I pull away and look at him, biting my lower lip. “This is a bad fucking idea. We shouldn’t.”
    “No, we shouldn’t have, but it fucking happened.” He sighs and goes to the kitchen. “Do you have lemon, salt and a deck of cards?” He looks at me with a smile playing on his lips.
    “What in the hell do you plan to do with lemon, salt and a deck of cards? A magic trick?”
    “Oh, I’ll show you a magic trick.” He smirks and grabs his cock through his jeans and I roll my eyes.
    “You’re disgusting.” Disgustingly hot ! He shouldn’t do those kinds of things. I’d go down on my knees and suck him in a heartbeat. What the fuck is wrong with me?
    “I know and you love it. So? Deck of cards? Salt? Lemon?”
    “Fruit bowl, cupboard above your head and I’ll get the cards.” I glare at him before going into my office, looking in a few boxes before I find a pack of cards. I smile when I find a picture of me and Gabe, it’s the only one I have of us. Annie was bizarrely insistent on taking a picture of the two of us, I think deep down she knew I was in love with Gabe as well. I think back to the day the picture was taken, we were all at the fair and Gabe had just won a huge teddy bear for Annie and I. Clearly ecstatic with ourselves, me and Gabe are smiling stupidly and he’s wrapped me in his arms while I’m trying to hug both his waist and the bear. I smile at the memory and walk back to the kitchen to show him. His smile slowly turns to a frown then back to a smile.
    “I remember that day.” He chuckles. “You two had been bugging me for hours to win you each a huge bear. I’m just glad I won two of those fuckers or one of you would have been bitching at me for hours!” He smiles up at me and looks back at the picture, brushing his fingers over my face. This gesture fills me with joy and sadness at the same time. He seems to be warming up to the idea of being around me which is good, even if it is a constant reminder for me that he will never be mine. “You bet we would have!” I smile softly and hand him the deck of cards. “So, what are they for?”
    “Strip poker?” he says making me spit out the sip of beer I had been taking, nearly choking on it.
    ‘What did you say?”
    “Strip poker.” He smirks and holds up a bottle of tequila.
    “Oh no, we’re not!”
    “Oh yes, we are. Come on, it’ll be fun and we both need to loosen up a little. What better way to do that than with alcohol?”
    “Why does it have to be strip poker though?”
    “It makes it more fun.” He grins and takes everything to the living room and begins setting up the coffee table. “Come on!”
    I sigh and reluctantly follow him. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind one bit seeing more of his toned, tanned naked body, but I’m not comfortable with