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Hawk raised his eyebrow in question, not understanding her comment. Cheeks heated, I nodded to her and gave a small thanks as the doors closed.
Hawk kept peering at me, waiting for an explanation as we walked to his room. Sighing, I kept my eyes focused forward as we came to a door.
“She thought we were newlyweds,” I answered as he pushed the keycard into the lock. He froze, his mouth dropping open slightly before he rallied and opened the door, pushing for me to enter first.
“Um, I suppose you want to get out of that dress. Do you have clothes?” he asked as we sat the food down. When I started to pull food and other things out of my pockets, he froze in amusement and watched me, smirking as I kept tugging things free.
“Anything else?” he asked, grinning at me as he watched.
“Oh, yes.” I lifted my finger as I reached into my dress and pulled out the rolls. Hawk snorted, and I felt oddly satisfied with my efforts.
“Boob bread. My favorite.”
My cheeks heated as my heart flipped, but it felt like a win in the “not a kid” column. He knew I had boobs. Winner, winner, bread for dinner.
“Clothes?” he asked again, and I pulled my bag around and glanced through it.
Glasses. Makeup wipes. Phone. Money. Charger. Underwear. Medication. Toothbrush.
“Nope. I didn’t have a lot of time to plan. Bryce said go, so I grabbed what was in reach and ran.”
Hawk grunted but went over to his suitcase, placing a duffle bag next to it. I took the time to assess the room, not surprised at how orderly it was. Hawk was a clean freak, and everything had its place and order. He unzipped the black case, and my mouth dropped open at the tidiness of his clothes.
“Even your suitcase is meticulous!”
“How else would it be? If you don’t do it right, things get wrinkled.”
“Wrinkles are the least of my worries.”
He didn’t say anything to that, handing me a pair of athletic shorts, boxer briefs, and a white undershirt.
“You can use the bathroom first.”
Nodding, I took my bag into the bathroom, dropped the borrowed clothes, and took inventory. My hair wasn’t as much of a mess as I expected. I guess the sheer amount of products she used held it together. My face had makeup tracks on it, so I used the cleaner and removed it and the fake lashes. Once that was done, I removed the awful contacts and put on my glasses.
“Already feel more human.”
Pulling off the hoodie, I set it aside, determined not to give it back. Staring at myself in the mirror in my dress, I took in my silhouette. While the dress was lovely, it hadn’t ever felt like the dress. I hadn’t had a moment where I cried or gushed. It was just a pretty dress.
After a few minutes of attempting to unbutton all the million tiny ones on the back, I gave up and opened the door.
“Um, Hawk, I need some help.”
He stepped into the bathroom with his eyes shielded.
“I’m dressed. I just can’t get the buttons undone.”
His hand dropped at my words, and he looked at me. I watched as he swallowed like he was talking himself into something. It also appeared like his cheeks were rosy, but it was hard to tell in this lighting and with his stubble.
Without a word, he moved behind me and unfastened the tiny pearls along the back with fingers more nimble than mine. Now and then, his fingers would graze against my bare skin, and I had to bite my cheek to stop myself from gasping.
“There,” he muttered and bolted out the door, closing it behind him before I could even say thank you.
“Geez. I didn’t think being in a room with a girl was that difficult,” I muttered, sliding the dress off and letting it puddle around my feet. Putting on his shirt and shorts, I left the boxers on the counter since I didn’t need them. Tying the strings tight to keep them from falling, I pulled the hoodie back on, smiling at the action.
Gathering my stuff, I left the bathroom and found him lounging on the bed.
The one and only bed.
