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Hawk was where he wanted to be.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“Turned out the monster was welcome all along…” – Hawk

As Gia watched Hawk gripe at Krusher for not using his cane again and hovered over the older man until he limped into the main area of the Renegade Souls clubhouse, her heart turned over. A lovely soft roll of love for Hawk and how he reluctantly showed care for someone else.

Gia smiled gently, with her belly doing all kinds of happy flips of affection for the hardened man who gave the impression he had no fucks to give about anyone and here he was taking care of his elder with patience and understanding. Perched on a bar stool she continued to watch while Hawk made Krusher sit at the table while he brought him coffee and the right number of sweeteners. “You don’t need sugar, old man,” he told him with a scowl etched on that gorgeous face, Gia stifled a giggle. “You wanna die of diabetes before you’re a century old?”

Though Krusher grumbled a complaint Gia could tell he held fondness for Hawk and enjoyed his company by how happy he’d looked when he’d seen Hawk stride through the doors.

It was only meant to be a stop by, for Hawk to square things away with the president Ty and to pick up anything he might have left behind. Instead, Krusher called out to Hawk and with surprise, he’d told Gia he’d be right back and began to attend to the elder club member.

“I ain’t decrepit just yet. I could still run circles around you, just thank yer lucky stars I don’t, sonny.”

Hawk snorted rolling his eyes. “Fine. Let’s go now.” He offered and Krusher smirked, winking over at Gia. “Nah. Don’t wanna embarrass you in front of your girl.”

Your girl. Her insides flamed and for a second when her gaze clashed with Hawks, he too looked as dazed and heated.

The men who appeared to be most monstrous often had the softest hearts they hid behind broken walls.

She was learning so much about him.

He cooked, he took care of her, he guarded her without complaint.

But as good as a babysitter Hawk was he’d been keeping her at arm’s length intimacy wise the last couple of days. Rather than being despondent about it, Gia used it to her advantage by choosing their time together to bombard him with questions, finding out what kind of man he was beneath his surly attitude. And when he retreated into his rock-hard shell she didn’t mind at all.

It was Hawk.

And she was completely in love with the kind of man he was. Because as much of a mean spirited, monstrous personality he tried to convey, she’d seen something different in him.

His silent understanding of someone else’s care was staggering.

She smiled over at him and watched how his lips quirked.

It was as close to a grin as he’d gotten so far.

Delighted, she didn’t look away.

And he didn’t look away.

The air practically sizzled between then. No matter how much emotional distance he’d been putting between them, she wasn’t the only one invested.

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“Quit making the goo-goo eyes at her and claim the girl already, give her your patch claim, boy.” Krusher whispered nudging Hawk’s elbow. Hawk turned a scowl on him ready to tell the old man he didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about, but the words trapped in his throat. He took another look over to Gia and found her watching him with her little smile.

He was in deep. He’d love to give her aProperty of Hawkpatch.

Be with her.

Let her calm him.

See to her happiness.

She even amused him and that was hard to do. With her silly little quirks and her innate ability to see the good in everyone and the trickery she went to make him smile.

Of course, it meant he was fixated on her.

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