Page 37 of Forever Zara

He laughed too much for one.

Sure, he could use his fists and could turn on the bad guy face when needed. He’d proven he was efficient with lying by deceiving Rex all these months.

But personality-wise, he and Juicy were not even on the same planet.

His Gia liked him, so did Krusher. Hawk was still on the fence.

Hawk wasn’t friendly.

He didn’t welcome the guy with open arms.

Why he wanted to be around was anyone’s guess. The minute the kid was back in Armado Springs, he made a beeline for Hawk. Every damn time.

It was fucking annoying. And confusing.

While Hawk strode outside to empty the pan of oil, he listened to the chuckling behind him. He hunkered down next to the bike again and called out over his shoulder, “If you’ve finished cackling at your phone, toss me the oil filter wrench.”

Hawk’s brows folded in at the eager way Juicy rushed over, getting down on his haunches. “She’s a beauty.” The other man remarked. “I need to do some work on my girl. She got a little battered on that last crash I had.”

“Because you drive like a maniac.”

Juicy chuckled. “It gets me places faster.”

The one thing Hawk knew about the kid, he was never quiet.

Never. Fucking. Quiet.

While he finished up on the engine, Juicy ran with a sprinting commentary of his week until Hawk thought his ears might burn off. Thank fuck when Juicy’s phone rang. The guy sprang up from the ground like he was on fire. A big goofy grin on his face as he rubbed a hand over his mohawk.

“Hey, babe. Everything okay?” He asked. “Nah, it’s good. I’m in the club garage. Yeah, I’m sure. How did that test go? Fucking smartass, I knew you would ace it. Can’t wait to see you. Yeah? I need my mouth on you, boy. Fucking miss you too. It’s been too long since you were under me, only a few days, and I’ll be there.”

At that point, Hawk tried to fucking deafen himself.

“Goddamn, you horny little shit. You better video me later. You got it, boy? I wanna see your face when you tell me that again. Yeah? Think you can, huh?” Juicy chuckled throatily, “we’ll see about that.” And then. “Nah, I’m hanging with Hawk. Good, yeah. He loves me.”

Hawk rolled his eyes.

Thank god for his woman strutting through the door. Or he might have conked Juicy over the horny head with a hammer, so he didn’t have to listen to the one-sided smut show.

He rose from the floor and peeled off the black latex gloves before he headed to the sink to scrub his hands. He didn’t like to dirty his woman, though she always said she didn’t mind.

“Hi, Juicy.” She called out, he replied and then added, “Bale says hi, and he’s still thinking about your lemon bars he had at Christmas.”

Gia chuckled. “I’ll bake him some more before you go there next.”

He didn’t care what they were talking about, not when he turned around to see her waiting patiently behind him, her eyes smiling.

His heart kicked like it didn’t know how to function properly when he saw her. She came into his arms immediately and lifted her face for his kiss.

The obsession he would always feel for his old lady howled awake, yawning a gaping hole inside him only she could fill. He reached out, roped her in by the waist until he felt the softness of her up against him. Only then did he exhale. There was never any noise in his head when his little bit of a thing was near.

“Hi, baby.” She grinned.

Hawk let his lips do the talking when he crushed a kiss on her mouth. Knowing every cue and reaction from her. He’d studied her long enough, hadn’t he? So when she sighed, his inner monster was fucking thrilled.

If not for the clown boy over there, he might have taken the kiss further, knowing how his old lady liked a quickie. Hawk was more than happy to provide because it meant he got to be inside her again.

Some lucky bastard he was, that’s for damn sure.

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