Storm (Sinning Cobras MC #1) - Colbie Kay Page 0,21

she pulls her sweatshirt over her head. I’m stunned and fuckin’ speechless at what the hell she’s doing. She removes her sweatpants and lays on the bed, naked, just watching me. My mouth flops open and closed as I try to find words. “The fuck you doin’?” My head snaps in Ace and Chapel’s direction. He’s telling Chapel to put her clothes back on.

“You want to fuck me, right?” My eyes dart back to Haven with her question. She continues, “You want payment for the food, water, clothes, and everything else you’ve done. Nothing is ever free, right? You took care of me, now I’ll give you my body.”

Running my hand through my hair, I try to figure out what the hell she is doing. Why the fuck would she think she needs to fuck me for taking care of her? My gaze trails over her body. I can see every fuckin’ bone, and it’s sickening. “Put your clothes back on, Darlin’. I ain’t fuckin’ you.”

“I don’t understand.” She lifts herself up onto her knees. “He will fuck Chapel—”

Ace interrupts, “Woah, wait.” He has his hands out in defense. His eyes are as wide as mine. “I’m not fucking her either. Wherever you two came from was a fucked up place. We ain’t like that here.”

Chapel giggles. “You don’t like to fuck?”

I can’t help but laugh. I don’t know if I’m in shock or what, but there’s something seriously wrong here. “Yes, we like to fuck, but this ain’t right.” My eyes lock with Haven’s. “Put your clothes on. We’ll talk tomorrow.” I quickly leave the room with Ace right behind me.

“What the fuck just happened in there?” Ace shakes his head.

“I don’t know. They’re scared of people, can’t do shit for themselves. We help them, and in turn, they want to fuck us for helping them. I can’t make sense of none of this shit since they showed up.”

“Me either, Brother.”

My eyes meet his. “Tomorrow, we get them talking.”

8

Haven

Storm stands in the doorway of Kayla’s office. We’re just staring at each other; neither of us is saying a word.

“She’ll be fine, Storm.” Kayla breaks the standoff, but my heart immediately starts galloping at the thought of him not staying with me.

“I’ll be right outside,” he tells me, but the way his eyebrows are bunched and his lips are turned down, it’s like he wants me to tell him not to go.

As much as I want to beg him not to leave me, I can’t get the words to come. “Okay,” I reply while my nose starts to sting and tears fill my eyes. I standby as Kayla shuts the door. I can no longer see Storm, and my stomach does somersaults with unease.

“You’re going to be just fine, Haven. I promise,” Kayla says, grabbing my attention. “Come, sit on the couch.” Following her, I cautiously sit. “You don’t have to talk about anything you aren’t comfortable with, okay?”

“Okay.” My voice trembles. I’m feeling panicked.

It’s awkwardly quiet, but I take this time to really study her. She has a beautiful curvy figure and not much taller than I am. It’s not hard to be taller than me when I’m only a few inches over five feet. Her hair hangs just past her shoulders with streaks of blonde and brown. Her eyes remind me of the color of honey.

“Haven,” Kayla calls my name tenderly. I relax a fraction and don’t feel as jittery. “Let’s start with this, what do you want to do with your life?”

Biting on my lip, I ponder her question. “I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it because I didn’t think I would have the chance to have one.”

She nods as if she understands. “You’ve been at the clubhouse for two years, right?” This time I dip my head in acknowledgment. “I know that you always stay in your room. Do you ever come out to socialize? What do you do in your room?”

“I come out to use the bathroom and to shower. There was one time I came out with my sister and Rowan. All of the guys were gone, and it was only their wives there. I don’t do anything, really. Storm brings me food and drinks. I have Chapel to talk to as well as Rowan when she comes to see us. We do our nails.” I glance down at my fingers twirling around my shirt and add, “But they moved Chapel to her own room.”

“Did you have fun with the other women?”

“I did,