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“A lot. You’re too charming, and you like to flirt. I’m watching you, Mr. Biker.”
Falcon chuckled. “I like her. She doesn’t put up with your shit.”
Hawk flipped him off.
I couldn’t help giggling.
Falcon slapped a square bandage over Hawk’s side. “All done, precious. You should heal without a scar.”
Hawk winced. “You’re an ass, Falcon.”
“You fucking love me.”
“You bet I do, brother.”
“Awww. Should I leave you alone for the bromance?”
“Don’t you dare.” Hawk’s hand rested on my hip, tugging me a little closer. His eyes closed briefly and snapped open. “Stay.”
“I will,” I promised, fighting off my own fatigue.
“You should both rest. I’ll be around if either of you needs me. Doc’s orders.”
“Thanks, Falcon.”
My eyes drifted shut, and I relaxed, snuggling as close as I dared into Hawk’s warmth without causing him any discomfort. As I slipped into a peaceful slumber, I thought I heard Hawk whisper my name, followed by the wordmine. No man had ever tried to claim me.
Maybe I’d give Hawk a chance.
WHEN I OPENED MY EYES, I could see night had fallen. The room had darkened, and only shadows populated the space beyond the bed. I inhaled a deep breath, relieved not to feel the same level of pain as I had before Falcon arrived. He did good. My body would take some time to finish the healing process, but it wouldn’t be long.
I’d deal with the Dirty Death and the fucker that shot me, but for now, I focused on the delicate scent of citrus, sunshine, and female.
A soft sigh escaped as Callie rolled onto her back. My hand slipped from her upper abdomen to her lower belly. I let my palm rest there, wondering what it would be like to put a baby inside her and watch my child grow in her womb.
Wait. What the fuck?
When the hell did that thought form in my head? Nu-uh. I didn’t want kids. Shit. I didn’t want an ol’ lady. I had a terrible fucking father, and there was no way I would be good at it.
What the hell was happening to me? Where did all these mushy feelings come from?
I yanked my hand away, forming a fist. This shit was too much.
Mate.The word popped into my head.
Nope. I wasn’t indulging in this. I got carried away yesterday. Too much adrenaline and shit. It meant nothing. I wasn’t looking for anything but a good time. Get my dick wet, and get the fuck out. I didn’t need—
Callie’s pretty gray eyes slowly opened, and a tiny smile formed on her lips. “Hi.”
My hand relaxed. “Hey.”
“How are you feeling, Hawk?”
Fuck. Me. Her raspy, sleep-laden voice did wicked things to my body. My cock agreed, swelling with the idea that keeping Callie between the sheets until I knocked her up was a fantastic idea.
I was so fucked. So fucked.
“All good,” I croaked.
