Page 140 of Filthy Love

Like hell it does.

“You don’t get to decide, brother. I was giving you the courtesy of letting you know what’s happening with us.”

That only made Rider angrier.

Shoulder checking him, Rider threw open the door and yelled for Zara who appeared out of the kitchen still clutching that kid of theirs.

“What on earth…” she asked, looking between them as Hawk followed at a slower pace with hands shoved into his back pockets.

“Call Gia and tell her to get her ass here right now,” Rider issued to his old lady then fired Hawk a look dark enough to peel the skin off his bones. “If you’ve got any fuckin’ sense left in that brain of yours you’ll stay the fuck out of my way for a minute.”

“Brother…”

Rider halted, turned on his heel, and pointed a finger. “Thin fuckin’ ice right now. You wanna keep your fuckin’ patch keep your goddamnbrotherto yourself.” And with Zara trailing behind as Rider plucked the kid from her and tucked her into his chest the pair left him there standing by the bar, eyeballs on him from everywhere.

A thick banded chain lodged around Hawk’s throat.

He recognized it as guilt.

Shame.

Sick.

Depraved.

Evil.

The words swirled like mist around his eyes.

“What’s crawled up my nephew’s ass, son?” Asked Jed behind him.

Without turning Hawk pulled out his phone to do his own calling, he could at least give Gia fair warning. “Nothing much. He just found out I’m dating Gia.”

Seeing as Jed was also Gia’s uncle too, Hawk figured he’d be in for another lecture, but the old weathered man threw back his gray spiked head and cracked knuckles on the bar top. “’bout damn time. I’ll make coffee while we wait for Rider to cool off.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

“The choices of a VP aren’t that difficult when it comes to her.” – Hawk

“I’m tired of faking it, Ri. Bone fucking tired of pretending I haven’t wanted Gia all these years. And more fucked up she somehow wants me back. You know how goddamn sickening it is to realize just who my gut was wanting and to know I’d be betraying you somehow ‘cause of it?”

Gia wasn’t coming any time soon, she hadn’t been surprised by the news, she even laughed and said Rider would get over it. But she had work to do so she’d blown him a fucking kiss down the phone and said she’d see him at lunch time.

His stomach tightened with eagerness of seeing her hours from now and that first smile she’d offer to him like she’d missed him too. He had a mind to ride over to her new little office space she’d rented and fuck her over the desk he’d hauled up two flights of stairs and see how ridiculously happy she was then.

“I gotta weigh in that you bein’ you, didn’t factor in the club in all this when you thought you could fuck my family and wonder that it wouldn’t fuckin’ matter to me.”

Hawk gusted a sigh. Not anger per say, but it wasn’t far off because Rider was right in a way. He’d crossed lines. Lines he didn’t fucking care about. “You wanna quit fucking talking about her in that tone? It’s not like that, she’s not a damn groupie. She’s not one of the bitches who spread for anyone in hopes of catching an old lady patch. She’s not someone to unload in and discard.”

“Don’t tell me you’re serious.” Scoffed Rider and then changed his tone to kiss his kid’s head and whisper something to her to make her bat her tiny fists at him. “You forget I know you.”

Their boys started gathering like nosy vultures an hour ago when Hawk got sick of working on an engine outside and came to find the boss again to sort this shit out.

Hawk’s eyes narrowed. His reputation may be monstrously shit but even Rider must know he wouldn’t mess with Gia for a fast fuck. “You think I’m not?”

“I thought you were someone who wouldn’t screw with my sister, so what do I know.” And then Rider hit home hard, as only his best friend could, because no fucker on earth knew more about Hawk then Rider did. “You fail to recall I know the shit you’ve pulled with chicks over the years, the amount you’ve had. You really think I want that for my goddamn baby sister? Fuck you for assuming I’d be good about this no matter if you told me now, three weeks ago or ten fuckin’ years ago.” Bile gathered in his lower intestines and made nausea strike at all Hawk’s weak points. “Does Gia know how you are with women? How many you’ve had? What the fuck youdowith ‘em?”

A tick worked Hawk’s jaw and for a split dark second, he could see himself really hurting the only man to have ever stood at his side knowing everything about him.

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