Pound (Hard Hit #10) by Charity Parkerson

Author:Charity Parkerson [Parkerson, Charity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B06XXNPWHN
Publisher: Punk & Sissy Publications
Published: 2017-06-11T23:00:00+00:00

The instant Justin’s eyes opened, reality slammed into his chest. There was no slow build-up—a moment of peace before he remembered. Everything he’d lost and stood to lose waited to overtake him at the first second of leaving his dreams. It had been that way every time he’d opened his eyes in the last week since Von destroyed him. Justin’s gaze landed on Jamie and Hawke. They hadn’t left him since he’d gotten the news. The only time either man stepped from the room was to go in hunt of food or some other necessity. Even then, only one would leave—like they were scared for Justin to be alone. They may’ve had a point. Justin was a bit scared of himself too. No one could contain this much rage and live to tell about it.

At some point during the day, Jamie must have pulled the chair out into a cot, giving Hawke a place to sleep with his head resting in Jamie’s lap. They were such a beautiful couple. The sight of Jamie brushing his fingers through a sleeping Hawke’s hair had even Justin’s dead heart smiling. Since Jamie had been hanging around Justin’s hospital room, he couldn’t remember a single moment when the man behaved in the same outrageous way as he had the first night they’d met.

“You’ve been very subdued,” Justin said, bringing Jamie’s head up. He didn’t seem surprised to see Justin awake or ashamed over getting caught caressing his husband.

Jamie flashed him a sweet smile. “Believe it or not, this is the real me. Being obnoxious is a nervous tic for me. I calm down once I get to know people.”

“That’s an odd nervous tic.” Justin was simply making conversation—filling the deadness in his heart with empty talk.

Jamie shrugged and went back to watching his fingers slip through Hawke’s hair. “I’m an orphan. Growing up, I bounced from foster home to foster home. No one wanted me for long. I learned how to read people’s needs. Sometimes, if I could make people laugh, they’d keep me a little longer. Other times, I had to bleed into the background, so I wouldn’t get separated from my twin. Still, no one wanted me forever. Some things you don’t grow out of, I guess.” He traced Hawke’s jawline. “He’s the only person who’s ever kept me and wanted me for who I am.”

Justin’s chest hurt from watching them, but he couldn’t look away. “Tell me more. I want to hear the story.” They made an ugly world seem a little less hopeless.

Jamie didn’t look up. “When I fell in love with Hawke, he was dating a friend of mine. It might sound crazy, but I was cool with it, because he was happy. Still, I swore if he ever gave me hope, I’d dog his heels to the end of time.”

“What happened?” Justin didn’t know why he whispered the question. Their love weaved a spell he didn’t want to break.

Jamie met his gaze. “He gave me hope.” Hawke snagged Jamie’s hand and kissed it before holding it to his chest like a security blanket.

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