Page 53 of Filthy Love

Bingo. Gia didn’t smile.

She sipped her coffee while he pulled out his cell phone and barked at Lawless to buy him a plane ticket on her flight. “You’re the brain, I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” he ended with and hung up.

“Thank you, Hawk. That makes me feel a whole lot better.” Man, her acting skills were amazing. “Did Lawless think it would be a problem?”

He stayed across the kitchen, yet his gaze never once strayed from Gia’s face.

“He bitched wanting to know why I didn’t just get two tickets to start with.”

“Poor Lawless. He is really smart though.”

Hawk growled low from the back of his throat and Gia suppressed a grin.

Was he aware he was jealous? That felt lovely.

“Eat your breakfast. I’ll start taking boxes out to the truck.”

The leather sole of his boots squeaked on the tiled floor when he moved abruptly.

Gia broke off a piece of toast, pushed it into her mouth. Somewhat pleased with their exchange. It could have been better but she—Hawk paused in the doorway as though he were weighing up a decision, turned and came back to her.

Her heart knocked up against her ribcage.

Placing his two large hands on her shoulders, he leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

He. Kissed. The. Top. Of. Her. Head.

“Make sure you eat it all.”

And then he exited as fast as he’d redirected, hefting one of the hallway boxes onto his shoulder.

Christ. He was a straight punch of adrenalin to her heart.

It took a good few minutes to calm down, so Gia could gulp her breakfast and help with the packing.

“Careful. That one is my favorite.” She chided later giving him the stink-eye holding her ‘head shrink in session’ mug in his big, bear hand. He turned it this way and that way, glaring at it.

They almost had the kitchen stuff packed.

Her little house was becoming so barren.

Hawk scowled at the mug with its chip in the side. “It’s broken.”

“So! It still works just fine, thank you,Sotheby’s.”

“You find ugly, broken things attractive. You see your flaw, Gia?”

She didn’t think he was talking about her chipped mug any more.

She huffed with a grin across at him. “Never you mind. You just keep looking handsome and have your muscles available.”

Giving her a side glance, they got back to packing.

After a minute’s silence.

“I like the way you look at me…watch me.”

He made a noise like a snort, a slight stain appeared on the small patch of skin not disguised in facial hair. Was he blushing? That was too adorable, and she was thrilled.

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