panic.” She shook her head.
“I think it’s time for that. Once Linden and Emmit lose
track of you…they’re going to retrace your steps.”
“Fuck. I’ll call them right now.” She set her mug down on
the table and stood.
“Make your call but don’t think I forgot what we were
talking about before this.”
She ignored him as she rushed for the backyard to keep a
semblance of privacy. He shook his head. The woman was a frustrating
combination of contradictions. Damn near meek one minute and roaring like a
lioness the next. It created a kind of crazy he found himself drawn to. Of
all the times to be attracted to a female. He slowed his thoughts down, the
way he did everything when he had a mission to carry out. A few minutes later
she returned.
“I left a few voicemails and sent some texts. We’ll see what
happens next.”
“Anything else you want to share?” Hawk finished his coffee
set the mug on the table and leaned forward, studying her.
“That was it.”
“You sure about that?”
“What?” She laughed. “You don’t believe me?”
“I’m still deciding. But for your sake, I hope you’re
telling the truth.”
She swallowed hard. “I am.”
“We’re in this thing together now. So, I’m going to give you
the benefit of the doubt. I need your complete trust. There are things I won’t
be able to explain to you, but my directions, no matter how infuriating they
may seem, should be followed to the letter. It might mean the difference
between life and death.”
“I get it, Hawk. I’m not stupid.”
“No, but all of this is new to you.” He studied her face. “You
done with your food?”
“Yeah.”
“All right, then let’s get dressed. I want to take you out
and teach you how to shoot.” She opened her mouth, and he shook his head. “No.
This isn’t an optional. You strike me as the type of woman who likes to be her
own hero, and the people we’re up against don’t fight fair. To even the odds
you need to be ready to get your hands dirty. You feel me?”
“Y-Yes.”
“If it’s going to be them or you, babe, they’re always going
to choose them. So you need to get your mind right and adopt the same
mentality.”
“Is that what you do?” She glanced up at him from beneath
curly, thick lashes. Without a stitch of makeup on, she might be the prettiest
thing he’d seen in months.
“Damn straight. I was born into this chaos. I live that
philosophy. This world is a cruel, cold, callous place where mostly might makes
right. You got to be prepared to take what you want and kill to protect it once
you got it.”
“Seems so cold.”
He shrugged. “Maybe. It’s never steered me wrong, though. To
make it out alive you got to get a little hard.”
“I don’t want to believe that,” she said. Her shoulders
slumped, and some of the liveliness left her.
If she were anyone else, he’d have told her to suck it up
and get a move on. But her vulnerability did funny things to him. “Not hard to
the core. Just enough to protect your delicate bits and do what you have to.”
She peered up at him as if he’d suddenly hung the moon, and
warning bells chimed in his head. He pushed back his chain and stood. “I’m
going to get ready. I’ll meet you in the living room in twenty.” The more distance
he put between them, the better he felt.
He cursed her as he shed his clothes and stepped inside the
shower with a raging hard-on. Images of her full lips parted and trembling
while she looked at him with dewy eyes made him groan. No one had ever looked
at him that way before. After Rayen had been locked up, he’d gone on a spree,
fucking and fighting his way through the pain. The fighting had slowed down,
but the women continued in and out of his life like a revolving door. Now he
had a proper fucking lady with the body of a goddess making him feel things
best left to others.
He palmed his dick and stroked, imagining her lips parting
as she sucked him down. He grunted, tugging
“I think it’s time for that. Once Linden and Emmit lose
track of you…they’re going to retrace your steps.”
“Fuck. I’ll call them right now.” She set her mug down on
the table and stood.
“Make your call but don’t think I forgot what we were
talking about before this.”
She ignored him as she rushed for the backyard to keep a
semblance of privacy. He shook his head. The woman was a frustrating
combination of contradictions. Damn near meek one minute and roaring like a
lioness the next. It created a kind of crazy he found himself drawn to. Of
all the times to be attracted to a female. He slowed his thoughts down, the
way he did everything when he had a mission to carry out. A few minutes later
she returned.
“I left a few voicemails and sent some texts. We’ll see what
happens next.”
“Anything else you want to share?” Hawk finished his coffee
set the mug on the table and leaned forward, studying her.
“That was it.”
“You sure about that?”
“What?” She laughed. “You don’t believe me?”
“I’m still deciding. But for your sake, I hope you’re
telling the truth.”
She swallowed hard. “I am.”
“We’re in this thing together now. So, I’m going to give you
the benefit of the doubt. I need your complete trust. There are things I won’t
be able to explain to you, but my directions, no matter how infuriating they
may seem, should be followed to the letter. It might mean the difference
between life and death.”
“I get it, Hawk. I’m not stupid.”
“No, but all of this is new to you.” He studied her face. “You
done with your food?”
“Yeah.”
“All right, then let’s get dressed. I want to take you out
and teach you how to shoot.” She opened her mouth, and he shook his head. “No.
This isn’t an optional. You strike me as the type of woman who likes to be her
own hero, and the people we’re up against don’t fight fair. To even the odds
you need to be ready to get your hands dirty. You feel me?”
“Y-Yes.”
“If it’s going to be them or you, babe, they’re always going
to choose them. So you need to get your mind right and adopt the same
mentality.”
“Is that what you do?” She glanced up at him from beneath
curly, thick lashes. Without a stitch of makeup on, she might be the prettiest
thing he’d seen in months.
“Damn straight. I was born into this chaos. I live that
philosophy. This world is a cruel, cold, callous place where mostly might makes
right. You got to be prepared to take what you want and kill to protect it once
you got it.”
“Seems so cold.”
He shrugged. “Maybe. It’s never steered me wrong, though. To
make it out alive you got to get a little hard.”
“I don’t want to believe that,” she said. Her shoulders
slumped, and some of the liveliness left her.
If she were anyone else, he’d have told her to suck it up
and get a move on. But her vulnerability did funny things to him. “Not hard to
the core. Just enough to protect your delicate bits and do what you have to.”
She peered up at him as if he’d suddenly hung the moon, and
warning bells chimed in his head. He pushed back his chain and stood. “I’m
going to get ready. I’ll meet you in the living room in twenty.” The more distance
he put between them, the better he felt.
He cursed her as he shed his clothes and stepped inside the
shower with a raging hard-on. Images of her full lips parted and trembling
while she looked at him with dewy eyes made him groan. No one had ever looked
at him that way before. After Rayen had been locked up, he’d gone on a spree,
fucking and fighting his way through the pain. The fighting had slowed down,
but the women continued in and out of his life like a revolving door. Now he
had a proper fucking lady with the body of a goddess making him feel things
best left to others.
He palmed his dick and stroked, imagining her lips parting
as she sucked him down. He grunted, tugging
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