Page 52 of Cruel Biker

“Uh, sure, if you have time. I know how busy you are.” She tried to give Storm the perfect excuse to back out, but of course, today was not her day, as her soon-to-be ex-mother-in-law didn’t take the hint, or maybe she did take the hint, but she wasn’t biting.

They moved out of the main clubhouse and into the kitchen, where there was another table. A couple of the club women immediately got up and left.

“I guess I must stink,” Morwenna said.

“No, I made a signal for them to leave. You don’t have to put up with their shit. They’re moping anyway,” Storm said.

“Why?”

“Something to do with Venom not showing any interest in them ever since he got out of prison. Usually, once a guy has done a stint like Venom, they’re usually complaining of being sore, because they’re fucking for so long.” Storm shrugged.

Morwenna hoped her face did not give away the fact that she was the one fucking Venom.

The kettle started to whistle, and she sat at the table, clenching her hands together, locking her fingers tightly. The silence was not helping her feel comfortable. It was making her very uncomfortable.

“How have you been?” she asked.

She and Storm, in her mind, usually were on good terms. She didn’t want to change any of that, even though she was hurt by the fact Storm didn’t tell her what Bolt was doing, or who he was doing it with. It had been a nightmare.

“I think I should be the one to ask you that,” Storm said. “It’s not the same without you, you know. We all miss you.”

“I’m still bringing the food.”

“Yeah, but you and Bolt had this energy.”

Morwenna held her hands up. “Bolt and I ... it’s not happening. I really want him to sign those divorce papers. We’re done.”

Storm sighed. “There really is nothing I can say?”

“He lied. For five years he lied to me.”

“You love my son, though.”

Morwenna took a deep breath. “Yes, I love your son, and I will always love your son, but he lied, Storm. He has three kids with another woman, and I hate to sound like a broken record, but you’re making me ... those were supposed to be my kids. He had them with a woman he wasn’t married to, while feeding his wife contraceptives and calling them vitamins.” Morwenna stopped and sat back. “There is a lot that can be forgiven, but he doesn’t even really apologize. He said he and I could raise his three kids.”

“What?” Storm asked.

“He said it was all a big mistake and a misunderstanding. He doesn’t seem to get that he hurt me, badly, and he wants to go back to the way it was. How could I ever trust him again when he lied to me? Not just for a couple of days, either. This was years. He made me out to be a fool, and that is not something I can move on from.”

Storm put a mug of coffee in front of her.

“I get it,” Storm said. “And there is no way I can defend him, nor us, because we all knew.”

“And he even got the kids in on it as well. They were told not to call him Daddy in front of me.” She shook her head. Come on, even you’ve got to admit that is low.”

Her mother-in-law did look upset.

Morwenna took a sip of coffee, and Storm always did make amazing coffee. “This is good.”

“I’m going to get him to sign those papers, Morwenna. I promise, but I miss you. I don’t want it to be a case of me taking his side. I’m not. He is in the wrong. You’re the daughter I could never have, and I love you, and I want you in my life.” Storm reached across the table. “Please don’t disappear just because my son is an asshole.”

Morwenna laughed.

“And I’m so sorry for not saying anything sooner. You’re right, the guys have a code, and so too should us girls, and I’m not going to let it come between us anymore. I’m not going to allow it to fuck anything up.”

She smiled and took Storm’s hand.

“I love you, sweetheart,” she said.