Page 38 of Emily's Essence

“I’ll be right back, babe.”

She thought she nodded but wasn’t sure. After the door closed behind him, she turned on her side and fell asleep.

She was jolted awake when Hawk got back in bed, pulled the covers over them, and then wrapped his body around hers.

Emily felt him press his lips against the back of her head.

“Good night, babe.”

She smiled and wiggled closer to him. “Good night.”

Chapter Seventeen

Emily blinked as the sun shone on her face. She lifted her head and looked around. Hawk had left their room. She was a bit disappointed, but she also knew he was busy.

A look at the clock told her she had some time to shower and dress before getting to the main house to help the girls with breakfast. She dressed in one of Hawk’s t-shirts, gathered the things she would need, and then looked for the bathroom. It was harder than she thought. She tried a few doors, and they were locked. Halfway down the hall, she heard a voice behind her making her scream and twirl.

“Jesus Christ, Em,” Brick said.

“I can’t find the bathroom.”

“Fuck, Hawk isn’t going to like you walking around like that.”

She rolled her eyes. “Brick, I’m wearing one of his shirts that goes down to my knees. It’s like I’m wearing a dress.”

Brick grinned. “Maybe a see-through one.”

She looked down.

He grinned. “When the light comes through the window at the end of the hallway, it makes the shirt see-through.”

She gasped and tried to cover herself with the things in her arms, making him laugh.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed her upper arm. “Come on. I’ll show you the bathroom Hawk uses. This might give him even more incentive to get the add-on done.”

She really hoped so, too.

“Here you go. I would suggest having a thick robe on the next time you walk to the bathroom.”

“Thank you.”

“Oh, you’re very welcome. It was a nice sight to see in the morning.”

She gasped and then scowled when he laughed as he walked down the hallway.

“You’re a brat,” she yelled.

That just made him laugh harder.

Emily rolled her eyes and shut and locked the door. She quickly showered and dressed. She was folding her clothes into a pile on the desk in Hawk’s room when the door closed behind her.

She gasped when she saw Hawk with his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face. “Hi. Good morning,” she said.

He tipped his head once toward her.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just talked to Brick.”

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