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It might be crazy to think that I could embark on some kind of relationship with all three of these men. But I can’t deny that there is something here.
Individually, we’re powerful.
But together, we’re unstoppable.
And that’s exactly what we, and our town, need.
Assuming we get the chance to claim it as ours.
36
REID
Ileft everyone sleeping up in the bedroom a few hours ago.
Mav crashed first. Not unsurprising, considering the strength of the painkillers Jude has him on. But Alana and JD weren’t far behind him. The three of them cuddled up on the same bed.
They looked so right. So perfect there. Minus Mav’s bandages of course. There is nothing right about them.
They’re so effortless together. Like they know exactly the right thing to say that will make her smile.
I guess JD has always been a little like that. He has this way about him that puts people at ease. I just scare the bejesus out of them, even when I’m not meant to.
He was wrong about the women though. Or at least I think he is.
It’s been so long since I had one, I've got to wonder if I still know what I’m doing.
Sure, it was fun to start with when all the Hawk whores wanted a piece. I was young, horny and more than happy to take everything they were offering before throwing them away for someone else like a piece of trash.
I thought I had the best life in the world.
But sadly. It got old real fast.
Every interaction was so empty.
I never had a connection with any of them past the fact they were hoping for a permanent position riding my dick. Which they were never going to get.
I might have been missing a connection, but I also wasn’t on the hunt for a woman to settle down with.
My life is too unpredictable for that kind of normalcy.
Victor, Razor, and Kurt might be really, really shit examples of how Hawks run their lives, but it’s all I’ve got to go on. And despite them having wives at certain points in their lives, the only purpose they served was to pop out kids, all they’ve done is cheat on them with any hot piece of ass that so much as breathes in their direction.
But Alana…
“Fuck,” I hiss, sitting forward on the couch, resting my elbows on my knees and letting my head hang between them.
I’m exhausted. My body begging for sleep. But every time I shut my eyes, I see her there, strapped to the table andthemwaiting in the wings.
My chest heaves just thinking about it. My fists curl, causing my short nails to dig into my palms.
The potent hatred and the need for vengeance burn through me, making my skin buzz with electricity.
Sitting here waiting for them to heal goes against every natural reaction I have. When someone hurts someone I care about, I react.
I put them in the fucking ground.
But I can’t.
