And my guess was, Smithie didn’t tell me about Hawk becausehe was parceling out the bad news.
Shit.
“Right.Hawk,” I said.“Now how freaked out should I be thatSmithie brought in a guy like Hawk Delgado for whatever is going on?”
This guy made no reply.
He just kept looking me in the eye.
“Mo—”
“Hawk’llget into that,” herepeated.
I threw up a hand.“Listen, I’m sure this is no big thing.It isn’t unusual to have guys fixate on me.It’s happened before.They’retypically harmless.”
Mo had nothing to say to that either.
“Or Smithie has a word with him or sends in Joaquim orJaylen and they back off.If they had the guts, they’d just approach me fromthe beginning.”
Mo still didn’t feel like replying.
“If Smithie’s freaked and called in Hawk, that says to me Ishould be seriously freaked,” I pointed out.
Again, no input from Mo, but it cut through my freakout thathe might not be moving his mouth, but his eyes said, “Yes, you should beseriously freaked.”
So I went from getting seriously freaked tobeingseriouslyfreakingfreaked.
“Ohmigod,” I whispered, my hand drifting to my belly.“Thisis bad.”
That was when it happened.
That exact moment was when my entire life changed.
His gaze moved down to my belly.
And his face went from harsh and impassive to whollybeautiful.
This was because it softened.
Whatever was happening, he hated it was happening.
Whatever had Smithie freaked, me freaked, Hawk Delgado (ofall people) pulled in to deal with it, Mo didn’t want it to be happening.Hedidn’t want me to feel what I was feeling, what I would feel until thissituation was brought to an end.
He hated I would be feeling that too.
He was there.He was going to get paid to protect me fromit.
But it was not just a job to him.
It was more.
He did not know me, and I wasn’t just a great pair of titsand a fantastic head of hair any guy with a dick would want to see go unharmed.
I was a person who was feeling something sucky and he was aperson who didn’t like people to feel sucky.
No.
He hated it.
