Storm (Sinning Cobras MC #1) - Colbie Kay Page 0,33

keep it from you, but I had no choice,” he tries pleading for her understanding.

“Oh, you had a choice, and you chose the club over me. Haven, Chapel?”

“Yes?” both of us respond, unsure of what to say or do.

Rowan’s voice trembles as she speaks and angrily wipes away tears from her cheeks, “Can I stay with one of you for the night?”

“Yes,” we say in unison. I don’t want to interfere, and I’m sure Chapel doesn’t either, but Rowan is like our sister. We will do anything for her.

“You’re not staying here,” Bam Bam declares, trying to take charge.

Rowan leans over and hisses in her husband’s face, “You are not going to tell me what I can and cannot do.”

Bam Bam’s glassy eyes stare into hers. “Please, I am begging you to listen and let me explain. I will do anything for you. I’m so fucking sorry. Please don’t stay here. Come home with me. I can’t be without you, Ro. I can’t fuckin’ live without you.” He grovels on his knees in front of her. I almost feel sorry for him because of how cold Rowan is acting toward him, but he was wrong for what he did. She has every right to be angry. Maybe she should be allowed to have time to think before she listens to him.

“I am staying here, and I suggest that you leave me the hell alone until I decide I want to speak to you.” He tries to tenderly grab her hand once more, but she steps back, out of his reach. “Just once, you could have put me before this damn club.” She holds her pointer finger up. “Just one fucking time, Bam. You could have trusted me and told me the truth, and I may have kept your secret. At least, I would have known what happened to my brother. I could have told my parents something to ease their minds and hearts, but you didn’t even give me a chance. You have put this club before me throughout our entire relationship and marriage, and I’m done.” She leaves him on the floor and hurries out of the kitchen.

“Rowan!” he screams after her, even though she’s already gone. He yells her name over and over while Chapel and I are stuck, unable to move. I’m not sure what to do. Bam Bam is on the floor crying and screaming for Rowan, I’m in shock, and I would guess Chapel is feeling the same way I am.

His tear-filled gaze drags between Chapel and me. “Please talk to her. Tell her to come home.”

I shake my head. “We can’t do that.” I leave the kitchen with Chapel following. We search for Rowan until we find her crying in Chapel’s room. “Rowan?”

“I don’t want to talk. Chapel, can you stay with Haven tonight? I really need to be alone,” Rowan whimpers, her sadness palpable.

Without responding, we leave the room and head for mine. “I can’t believe what happened.” Chapel sighs heavily.

“Me either.” I open my door and ask, “What do you think is going to happen with them?”

“I don’t know. Would you be able to forgive Storm if he did something like that?”

We crawl onto my bed, and I stare up at the ceiling. “I don’t know. Would you forgive Ace?”

“I don’t know.”

“I guess all we can do is wait until she’s ready to talk about it.”

Chapel kisses my cheek. “Goodnight, Haven.”

I kiss hers back. “Goodnight, Chapel.”

14

Storm

It’s been a few days since the fight between Rowan and Bam Bam in the kitchen, so we’re sitting in Church to discuss where to go from here and what progress has been made with Nicky Deeds.

Only one of our brothers is missing. “Where the fuck is Bam Bam?” Hanger shouts, clearly agitated, if the way he’s rocking in his chair and his flaring nostrils are anything to go by.

“I’ll give him a call,” I speak up and pull my phone out of my pocket. After dialing his number, I wait for him to answer. I leap from my seat and tap my knuckles on the table. Everyone is on edge with what his Ol’ Lady is going to do.

“Yeah?” Bam Bam sounds annoyed.

“Where the fuck are you, Brother? We’re waiting on you for Church.”

He groans, “I had to go on this fuckin’ shopping spree with Rowan.” I glance around the room; everyone is waiting for a response.

My chest pounds with unease as I fall back onto my chair. ”Why are you there? You’re supposed to be