Page 8 of Emily's Essence

“I want pancakes, Boss,” Ink said.

“Of course you do,” Hawk said.

“Where’s Cinderella?” Doc asked.

“You mean Snow White?” Grizz said.

“Ain’t she the one with the little people?” Ink asked.

“You mean dwarfs?” Doc asked.

“Yeah, but I don’t think that’s politically correct anymore.”

Spider laughed. “Like you’ve ever been PC.”

“Fuck off,” Ink said.

Hawk looked at Brick when he grunted.

“Aren’t you going to do anything?” Brick asked.

Hawk shook his head. “Naw, they’re entertaining.”

“What about Beauty and the Beast?” Razor said.

A few of them snickered.

“Well, we know which one is the beast,” Ink said, and everyone looked at him.

Hawk had his knife out and flew it through the air. It went by Ink’s ear and buried into the wall behind him.

“Jesus Fucking Christ, man,” Ink said as he ran his fingers over the side of his head. “You almost took my ear off.”

Hawk snorted. “If I wanted your fucking ear, I’d have it.”

He turned when he heard a gasp behind him. Emily had her bag clutched in her arms in front of her chest, and her eyes were wide, although still swollen.

“You’d cut off his ear?” she asked.

Hawk shrugged. “Maybe, he hasn’t pissed me off enough to really hurt him.”

She looked back and forth between the men. “You’re kidding, right?”

Hawk grinned at his guys. “Sure.” The guys laughed.

If it weren’t for the shadow of fear in her eyes, he would have loved the shock on her face.

Chapter Four

She tried to talk herself into thinking they were messing around, but then she thought of the night before when they killed the men that hurt her. They were huge, brutal, vicious bikers, and she couldn’t let herself forget that because they were being nice to her.

“Boss, I want pancakes.”

Hawk rolled his eyes. “You sound like a child.”

Emily relaxed and even smiled.

“You like pancakes, don’t you?” Ink asked her.

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