Hawk (Steel Demons MC, Book 4) by Sarina Hart

Author:Sarina Hart [Hart, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Laura

I paced the length of the living room for twenty minutes, waiting for Hawk to come home. I was still a nervous wreck after realizing I was being followed last night. I couldn’t concentrate on the drive to work this morning, and once I was roaming the halls of the hospital, my mind wasn’t squarely focused on the patients. The work. I was distracted, thinking about that damn red car, the would-be kidnappers, all the upheaval in my life recently. I couldn’t be an effective nurse if I couldn’t focus on what was important—the patients.

Hawk had followed me to the hospital before heading to the clubhouse, but he couldn’t be with me twenty-four-seven. This had to stop. I couldn’t live my life constantly on edge, terrified that every car was someone determined to hurt me. I needed answers, and I needed them now.

The roar of Hawk’s motorcycle drew closer, and my pacing increased until the steady thump of his boots crossing the garage stopped. The door opened and there he was. In an instant I was in his face, my hands gripping his t-shirt tight. “Well? Did you find out anything about who was driving that car?” My heart pounded in my chest and every syllable that flew from my mouth grew higher in pitch. “Hawk, tell me something!”

His lips pulled into a lopsided grin that was sexier than it should’ve been. “Did you miss me, sweetheart?”

My nostrils flared and my grip tightened. “Do not play with me right now, Hawk. I’ve been a wreck all day.”

His laugh was deep and rumbly, a sound that shouldn’t have been sexy in my current state, but dammit, the man just oozed sex appeal the way some men oozed cheap cologne. “Playing sounds nice.” The words slipped from his lips barely above a whisper as he stepped around me and made his way to the kitchen. “Just give me a second,” he said, almost as if he saw me suck in a breath to ask another question behind him. Hawk pulled out a beer and popped the cap with the bottle opener stuck to the fridge.

My gaze was fixed on his throat as it bobbed up and down with every swallow of the dark brown liquid. His lids fluttered shut, the universal sign of relief, gulping until half the bottle was empty. “Hawk.” I meant my tone to be forceful, not dripping with horny neediness. However, as my eyes went to his knuckles thoughts of sex suddenly evaporated. “What happened to you?”

He gave a lazy shrug, “Had a bit of a chat with Los Ochos.”

My eyes widened with shock, “Is this about what happened last night?”

He shook his head, “No, this was about club business.”

I went into nurse mode and started rummaging through his cupboards to see if I could find antiseptic and Band-Aids, but Hawk put his hand on my shoulder, “I’m okay, darlin’, it’s just a graze.”

“So did you find anything out about the red car?” I asked.

He pulled the bottle away from his full lips and sighed.

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