Hawk Wild (Lost Boys MC Book 2) by Janice M. Whiteaker

Author:Janice M. Whiteaker [Whiteaker, Janice M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: mc romance, biker romance, mc, tattoo man, bad boy romance, biker, strong woman romance
Publisher: Janice M. Whiteaker
Published: 2019-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

11

I OPEN THE door.

There’s a man in my driveway.

Nope. Two men. There’s two men in my driveway.

And they’re both staring at me.

I lift one hand in a wave. “Hey.”

This is more awkward than I imagined. I thought maybe now that Hawk was clearly over what I did they would soften a little toward me.

But Preacher and Cook don’t look any softer. If anything they look even more standoffish toward me.

Neither waves back. Neither smiles.

I thought at one point that Shaun might have told them all to stay away from me because he wanted me.

But now he has me.

And they’re still all acting weird, so they must just not like me.

At least Cook turns to face me. “You need something?”

He’s the most colorful of the bunch. Literally. Guy’s covered in a freaking rainbow of tattoos. Everything from a Frankenstein head on his leg to a hot dog on his forearm.

No joke. A hot dog.

He’s also got a taco on his bicep and it’s a big taco since he’s not a small guy. Not as big as Hawk, but no one’s as big as Hawk.

“I’m going to go see Kerri.” I step out the door and lock it behind me before heading to my car.

Cook shakes his head at me.

“What?”

“You know what.”

I take a deep breath. I can make things better with these guys. I want to. I want them to see I’m not as awful as they all think. “I don’t know what. Why don’t you tell me?”

It only comes out a little snarky which is good since I really wanted to be a total bitch about it.

But I won’t pat myself on the back just yet.

Cook fishes around in the pocket of his low-slung jeans. “Come on.” He turns to a low-set pick up with tinted windows. Its lime green paint job might as well be a target. I turn to my small sedan.

“Shouldn’t we take my car? It’s less...” I squint at the emblem plastered on each door of the truck. It’s a Frankenstein head with lettering around it. “Unmistakable.”

Cook looks insulted. “Doesn’t matter.”

“I’m not saying I don’t like the truck. I’m just saying everyone has to know it’s yours and I thought I was supposed to be sort of flying under the radar until this blows over.” I add a smile at the end. That makes me look nice, right?

The insulted look on Cook’s face only intensifies. “No one’s going to hurt you if you’re with me. I promise you that.”

It sounds a little cocky. Like Cook has no doubt in his ability to keep me safe. Even in a neon green truck that says—

Frankenfood

Monster mash-ups that will bring your taste buds to life.

Yeah. No one’s going to miss me in that.

“Don’t worry.” Cook comes closer but doesn’t touch me. Like he’s scared I might bite him. “I’ll take you to Kerri’s. It will be just fine.”

He opens the passenger door and waits while I climb in before shutting it behind me. “Buckle up.”

Seriously?

I click my seat belt into place while Cook pauses to say something to Preacher before climbing in beside me.

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