Hawk's Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 1) by Chiah Wilder Page A
Authors: Chiah Wilder
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acted like such a slut with Hawk. I let him kiss me and do stuff in my office, and he’s my client . It’s like I know it’s wrong, and he’s bad news, but I kiss him anyway. My common sense has left me. Crap, I am psycho. I think a great-aunt of my dad’s was. I’ve read that it can be hereditary.”
“You’re not psycho. You want to screw him. So do it.”
Cara gasped. “I couldn’t. We’re too different. I mean, we come from such different worlds, and we don’t know each other.”
“I’m not telling you to marry him or even get into a relationship. Just screw the hell out of him and have fun. When’s the last time you screwed anyone? Since you and Trevor broke up?”
Trevor and Cara had been engaged and planned to marry after law school, but she later discovered he was involved in extracurricular activities, like banging most of the first-year law students. She’d been devastated—she’d had such plans for their future—and had broken it off with him.
After that, she threw herself into passing the bar exam and setting up her practice. Four years later, she had a thriving law practice and Trevor was nothing more than a dull ache in her heart.
“So, when was it?” Sherrie’s question pulled her back from her memories.
“I’ve been so busy. I—I don’t know.”
“The answer is you haven’t screwed anyone since Trevor. Isn’t it time to blow out the vigil candles you’ve lit for your hurt and betrayal?”
“You don’t know how deceived I felt. I thought Trevor was my soulmate.”
“He wasn’t, and it’s a good thing you found out before the wedding rather than after . That’s a closed chapter, and it’s time to start a new one. You need to let someone else into your life.”
“I have. I’m going out with Luke.”
Sherrie rolled her eyes and made a face. “Of course you are. He’s safe because you don’t have any feelings for him.”
“Yes, I do,” Cara protested.
“Like what?”
“He’s nice and good-looking. We’re both lawyers, so it’s nice to talk to him about legal issues, and he’s smart, ambitious, and a gentleman.” Sherrie pretended to yawn. Shaking her head, Cara continued, “He’d never tell me that my pussy is wet and he wants to taste me. He respects me.”
Sherrie leaned forward, her eyes bright. “Sexy Biker says those things to you? Damn, that’s a turn-on.”
“That’s not the point, is it? Luke is future material and Hawk isn’t. Hawk would probably be a great screw, and that’s it.”
“What’s wrong with that? Luke is the guy who is the good-girl idea of what you should have, who your parents would approve of. Hawk is the badass biker who lives in your dark fantasies and would satisfy every urge in your body. What’s wrong with having parent-friendly Luke in the limelight and hot fantasy-biker on the side?”
Cara giggled. “You’re so bad, Sherrie. I know you’d do that. I can’t.”
“I’m sorry your hot biker didn’t hit on me. I’d already be in bed with his sexy body.” Sherrie licked her lips. “But he only had eyes for you. I saw it the minute he walked in the door that night.”
Cara flushed, shivers playing up her spine and neck. Sherrie talking about Hawk wanting her made her happy.
“None of this matters anyway, because Hawk is my client.”
“Hasn’t seemed to stop him… or you.”
Cara groaned. “I know, don’t remind me. I feel bad about it. I’m so unprofessional.”
“Who cares if you’re screwing your client? Some arbitrary group of staunch men in a windowless office? Anyway, he won’t be your client forever.”
That’s what I’m afraid of. Looking at her phone, Cara said, “I have to run. I have an evidentiary hearing in twenty minutes.” She jumped up and threw thirty dollars on the table.
“Cara, this was supposed to be my treat.”
“I know. You can get it the next time. Call me. I’ve gotta go.”
* * *
Sherrie watched as her best friend ran out the
“You’re not psycho. You want to screw him. So do it.”
Cara gasped. “I couldn’t. We’re too different. I mean, we come from such different worlds, and we don’t know each other.”
“I’m not telling you to marry him or even get into a relationship. Just screw the hell out of him and have fun. When’s the last time you screwed anyone? Since you and Trevor broke up?”
Trevor and Cara had been engaged and planned to marry after law school, but she later discovered he was involved in extracurricular activities, like banging most of the first-year law students. She’d been devastated—she’d had such plans for their future—and had broken it off with him.
After that, she threw herself into passing the bar exam and setting up her practice. Four years later, she had a thriving law practice and Trevor was nothing more than a dull ache in her heart.
“So, when was it?” Sherrie’s question pulled her back from her memories.
“I’ve been so busy. I—I don’t know.”
“The answer is you haven’t screwed anyone since Trevor. Isn’t it time to blow out the vigil candles you’ve lit for your hurt and betrayal?”
“You don’t know how deceived I felt. I thought Trevor was my soulmate.”
“He wasn’t, and it’s a good thing you found out before the wedding rather than after . That’s a closed chapter, and it’s time to start a new one. You need to let someone else into your life.”
“I have. I’m going out with Luke.”
Sherrie rolled her eyes and made a face. “Of course you are. He’s safe because you don’t have any feelings for him.”
“Yes, I do,” Cara protested.
“Like what?”
“He’s nice and good-looking. We’re both lawyers, so it’s nice to talk to him about legal issues, and he’s smart, ambitious, and a gentleman.” Sherrie pretended to yawn. Shaking her head, Cara continued, “He’d never tell me that my pussy is wet and he wants to taste me. He respects me.”
Sherrie leaned forward, her eyes bright. “Sexy Biker says those things to you? Damn, that’s a turn-on.”
“That’s not the point, is it? Luke is future material and Hawk isn’t. Hawk would probably be a great screw, and that’s it.”
“What’s wrong with that? Luke is the guy who is the good-girl idea of what you should have, who your parents would approve of. Hawk is the badass biker who lives in your dark fantasies and would satisfy every urge in your body. What’s wrong with having parent-friendly Luke in the limelight and hot fantasy-biker on the side?”
Cara giggled. “You’re so bad, Sherrie. I know you’d do that. I can’t.”
“I’m sorry your hot biker didn’t hit on me. I’d already be in bed with his sexy body.” Sherrie licked her lips. “But he only had eyes for you. I saw it the minute he walked in the door that night.”
Cara flushed, shivers playing up her spine and neck. Sherrie talking about Hawk wanting her made her happy.
“None of this matters anyway, because Hawk is my client.”
“Hasn’t seemed to stop him… or you.”
Cara groaned. “I know, don’t remind me. I feel bad about it. I’m so unprofessional.”
“Who cares if you’re screwing your client? Some arbitrary group of staunch men in a windowless office? Anyway, he won’t be your client forever.”
That’s what I’m afraid of. Looking at her phone, Cara said, “I have to run. I have an evidentiary hearing in twenty minutes.” She jumped up and threw thirty dollars on the table.
“Cara, this was supposed to be my treat.”
“I know. You can get it the next time. Call me. I’ve gotta go.”
* * *
Sherrie watched as her best friend ran out the
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