Page 27 of Hawk
One thing about her birthday that made me look side ways at: there’s no way in fuckin’ hell she’s thirty-five.
From behind me, I hear the rumble of another bike. I look to the left and see Capone and Gear already up in position.
Rat bastards.
Capone loves to talk shit and gossip like a damn high school chick. The man is up in everyone’s business and I know he’s told Gear about Maci.
Fuck, he probably pointed her out for Gear to get a better look at her.
“No causin’ problems. You got me?” I gruff.
“You got it, Romeo!” Capone teases.
“I’m kickin’ your ass when we get back.”
We’re at the diner in a matter of minutes. I’m eager to find out any information on Maci and then I need to get her out of my system.
Something about the woman that has me wanting her is killing me. The thought of not having any information on an outsider and pursuing this like I am, that’s bothering me. She could be a rat. A mole. She could be from another club that sent her here to fuck with us. So many things that could happen… But I still fuckin’ want her.
Once we get the club and diner, Kaylie is already running towards us with her eyes wild.
“You better not be here to cause problems again! It’s hard enough to find good help!” She sasses.
I lean down and kiss her on her cheek. “Will you relax? We’re here to make sure the girls are safe. Is Gina here?”
Kaylie nods and tilts her head to the side. Her eyes are on Capone. They are watching his every move and I can see her wanting him.
With the rule we have in place, he can fuck her but he can’t date her. Kaylie’s not the type of girl you just fuck and leave. She wants commitment.
“Gear, can you check on Gina for me?” I ask him without really asking. I phrased it like a question but he knows I’m demanding him to behave himself.
He grunts. “Yeah.”
After he leaves, I walk through the diner to go towards the back when I see Maci on the phone in the back room.
“What do you mean?” She whispers. “So, what are you thinking? Do we have to leave again?” Silence. She puts her head against the wall. “I don’t know what else to do. Are you sure they got my info? How would they have got it, though? We’ve been really careful.”
My mind spins. There could be so much this conversation means and I have to know what she has got herself into. What has she brought to my club? What has she brought to me?
And the worst thing, I want to protect her. I want to protect her from everything that could hurt.
In that moment, even though I haven’t fucked her yet, I made the crucial decision. Maci’s mine.
