Page 181 of Filthy Love

That same night Hawk eliminated another of thebratvain his city. This time it was personal. He'd bided his time and waited for the Russian who'd touched Gia. No one saw the death. It was Hawk's best work. No one saw how he grinned sinisterly and hissed “Do svidaniya, asshole,” to the dying man.

Revenge was a bitch.

At least for the one burning.

******

Gia was at the club when he arrived back, shocking the hell out of him.

Not because she was there, his heart did a flop inside his chest. He’d been giving her quiet time to absorb his shit for days, but all he wanted to do was grab her up and shove her in his pocket, maybe fuck her for a full two days straight.

His cock hurt from under use.

His beating heart went nuts seeing her.

What had his back teeth clenching was the hug he saw her sharing with Capone. Both laughing as he threw his leg over his bike.

He knew they were friends. That didn’t mean he liked it when another fucking man had his hands on his little bit.

He was still trying to change, he never claimed he was fucking perfect.

His eyes narrowed approaching. Appeased when Gia turned her killer watt smile on him and grabbing her by the neck he pulled her in for a deep, claiming kiss, swallowing her startled gasp he kept the kiss going until he heard Capone clearing his throat.

“Hey, hi, baby. I missed you.” She beamed. Hawk kept his hands on her, soothing his demons with her scent. He was a territorial animal, that wasn’t gonna change and from the smirk on Capone’s face, he got it. “Capone did me a favor. My car battery died suddenly on the way here, he came and towed me in and it’s all fixed now.”

Christ. She was tormenting his animal and his little bit didn’t even know it.

“Later, Capone.”

Taking her hand, he led them inside, ignored the stares and yelled greetings He would have normally gone to report in with Rider, but this was more important.

“Where are we going? Can we slow down? What’s so important I have to trot like a show-pony, Hawk?”

Her sweet tongue kept right on asking her questions and Hawk didn’t stop until he had them behind the door of his room.

Gia pinned between him and the wood.

******

“Well, that was dramatic.” She giggled, taking the opportunity to slide her hands under his shirt to hold his waist.

The eyes looking down at her were completely mesmerizing focused on her. His carefully layered personality hidden under light lashes. For as long as she lived Gia would never get used to seeing the vivid clearness of those blue eyes.

Hawk was a beautiful man in a hard-worn package. From every bunched muscle, to his lean frame and callused hands told the story of how hard he worked in everything he did.

Right now, he was keeping her pinned to the door quite vigorously with just his hips.

Not that Gia minded.

Encouraging him for a little kiss her chin lifted and then she pouted when he didn’t follow with her silent instructions.

“You’re in every thought I have, Gia. All day long.” He told her.

She grinned. “Thank you, baby, I think of you too—”

“I want every one of yours, too. So, if you have a problem, don’t care how big or small, you come to me first before anyone else.”

“Okay—”

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