“Then don’t let anything happen to me. We’ll do whatever it takes, Whizz, but I can’t lose you.” He kissed the top of her head.
“I won’t go anywhere, and I won’t send you anywhere.”
She nodded, listening to his heart beating against her ear.
Chapter Fourteen
Whizz made sure there were cuffs attached to the bed for the future. Having Lacey break down in his arms had torn at a part of his soul. The club brothers were there to help him as they stood in his bedroom the following day.
“Are you sure you’re not going all kinky on us?” Steven asked, handing up the cuffs. He secured them around the metal and climbed onto the bed. The women were at the spa while the prospects were looking after the kids.
“I’m not going kinky. You saw what I did to Lacey. I can’t sleep in here until I know she’s fine.” He lay on the bed, securing his hand to the bed.
“Why are we watching this?” Killer asked, looking around the room.
Lash and Nash were chuckling in the corner. Hardy was also in the room. He looked the worse for wear. Rose hadn’t been near him in over a month. She wouldn’t budge when it came to Tiny. Whizz knew that Hardy asked to see her or at least speak to her. There was nothing any of them could do.
He stayed on his side then started to tug and fight on the bed. When he couldn’t move, Whizz was satisfied. Every night Lacey would need to secure him to the bed in order to make sure she was safe.
“You can let me out now,” Whizz said, looking at the men.
“You’re the sucker who secured your wrist without the key.” Lash held the key in his hands.
“Don’t be an asshole. Let me out.”
“Nah, I think Lacey should be the one to let you out.” Lash slapped Nash on the back. “Come on, I got plans for Angel when she gets home.”
“I hear you. I’ve got something planned for Sophia as well.” The two brothers made their way out of the room. Hardy stayed in the corner.
“Come on, Hardy, let me out.”
“No can do. I’ve got more problems of my own.”
“Like what?”
“Like I just got the details requesting a divorce from Rose. She’s divorcing me on grounds of adultery. I’ve got to talk with Tiny about it.” Hardy got to his feet.
“You’re just going to let her go?” Whizz asked, concerned for both of his friends.
“No, I’m not going to let Rose get away. She’s my fucking woman. I’m the one who fucked up, but I swear, I’m not going to let her get away from me again. I’ve got to talk with Tiny though. He’s the one who’s handling everything.”
Butch rounded the corner, looking into the room. They’d voted him back into the club on a probationary period. He had to remain within the clubhouse until Ned had a place for him in Vegas. The club had decided that it would be best for the time being if Butch earned his spot back by helping out Ned, who needed a contact for The Skulls close at hand, but Ned didn’t want Butch until the New Year when he could set him up in Vegas. Cheryl and Michael also stayed at the clubhouse. Butch, however, didn’t get to be part of any major decisions. In truth, he was probably in a worse position than a prospect for the time being, until he proved his loyalty. Whizz was happy to have him as part of the club even if he was going to Vegas. It was nice to see him smiling again, regardless of the deal the club made. Some of the brothers were a little tense around him, which was to be expected after everything that happened. In time, it should work out with Butch being in Vegas. Alex wasn’t happy about Michael being far away, but seeing as he’d not quit the casino completely, it worked for him.
“I heard what happened last night,” Butch said.
“I fucked up, and this is my punishment from Lash. I don’t suppose you’d get the key from him?” Whizz asked.
“I can’t. I’m on probation, remember? I’ve got to be good otherwise I’m gone.”
“It’s good to have you back, Butch.”
The other man nodded. “It’s good to be back even though I shouldn’t have done what I did. I’ll make amends for the way I affected all of you. I’m pleased you’re going to marry Lacey.”
“When’s the big day for you and Cheryl?” Whizz asked. The couple still needed to make their marriage official. They’d not actually gotten married in the town hall when Gonzalez was killed.
“I don’t know. Soon, I hope.”
Butch left him alone with Killer.
His friend sat down on the chair opposite him, laughing.
“Who would have thought six years ago we were sitting talking about The Lions, and now we’re in The Skulls clubhouse with you chained to a bed, about to get married,” Killer said.
“You’ve got a kid of your own. How’s Kelsey?”
“She’s feeling better, much better. The spa will help her today.”
“I don’t suppose you’ll get me out of here?” Whizz asked.
Killer laughed. “You’ve got no chance. With your little paddy last night, Lacey deserves to see you punished.” Killer suddenly got all serious. “You need her, Whizz.”
“I know.”
“No, she’s been of benefit to getting you back to the way you were. You’re not fixed so don’t think that I believe you are. You’re better when you’re around her. Don’t push her away because you’re scared.”
“I won’t,” Whizz said. “I’m going to marry her.”
In time he was going to get a house, and together he and Lacey were going to adopt. He’d give her the children she couldn’t have. If she wanted to give him a list of all the things she wanted, he’d go out of his way to give her what she needed.
“I’ll see you around.” Killer got to his feet, making his way out of the room.
“Great, the bastards have left me alone.”
He didn’t know how long Lacey was going to be. Lying on the bed doing nothing was bugging him. He didn’t know what else to do other than to sit and think about his woman. He loved her with all of his heart and soul. The very thought of losing her filled him with fear. Last night he’d have let her go, but he would have gone out of his way to get to her again. When it came to her, he couldn’t let her go. They were connected in more ways than he ever thought it was possible. He loved her completely. She was the other half of him.