Her face softened. “I’m sorry I spent the whole time sleeping, but I really feel better than I have in a long time. I’ll make it up to you, I promise. It’s just… I know Lach. He wouldn’t be calling me or asking for my help if it wasn’t an emergency. His business is everything to him, Hawk. I have to help.”
“So I can’t go with you?”
“I’ve got it covered.”
Stubborn woman.
“And you won’t come back here when you’re done?”
“I think I’m just going to crash back at the ranch.”
“And you’re going to work tomorrow?”
“Of course. I really am okay.”
He nodded again. “Alright. But I would like to formally request a rain check for today.”
Jessie laughed. “The official Hawk Morgan Fan Club has reviewed your application for a rain check and unanimously voted ‘YES’. Hooray! The president of the club would like you to know she has Monday off, and although she’s meant to be studying and attending her business class at night, she will one-hundred percent play hooky to make this up to you.”
“The Hawk Morgan Fan Club president, huh?” He slid his hands over her cheeks. “I love the sound of that.” He kissed her forehead before letting his hands fall back by his side. “Monday sounds perfect.”
Jessie nodded, grabbing her clothes from the top of his dresser before she pulled his shirt off over her head.
“Pretty Girl?”
“Yeah, Chief?”
“There is nothing to make up for.” He felt his cheeks heat as his eyes dropped to the doorway to give her some privacy as she shimmied out of his shorts. “I just want you to know, today, the few hours we spent together, were perfect to me.”
“Careful, handsome.” She smiled as she walked by him, her hand settling on his bicep for a momentary squeeze before she started walking out of the room. “Keep saying sweet things like that, and I just might fall in love with you.”
Hawk stood rooted to the floor for a heartbeat. Yes. Fuck yes. He closed his eyes, pumped his fist in the air and wiggled his hips back and forth.
The clearing of a throat and the world's sweetest laughter brought him back to reality. He turned, Jessie’s bright, amused gaze lingering on his hips.
“Those are some interesting moves,” she laughed. “I didn’t mean to interrupt all that… I just wanted to ask if I could get some of the lunch leftovers to go?”
Hawk could see it right then and there. The future so beautifully laid out in front of him. Jessie, with their baby bouncing on her hip, laughing as he tried to twirl themaround the apartment. The kitchen filled with the smell of dinner cooking in the oven, the place chock-full of laughter. God, he couldn’t wait.
“Yeah, sweetheart. Let’s get you ready to go.”
“I’m so sorry, Jess. I tore the whole office apart. I can’t find the bank folder anywhere. The receipts from last year are missing, and I have no idea where our inventory book went.”
Jessie groaned as she lowered herself into the office chair. Yeah, her doctor hadn’t been wrong. She was sore. And all the warmth she’d had settle into her bones when Hawk held her earlier was gone. At least she had Monday to look forward to.
“It’s got to be here. I keep everything as organized as I can. And most of the paper trail is just a duplicate, so if we can’t find what we had printed out, we’ll just have to try and get that hunk of junk in the corner hooked up to the laptop and pray to the technology gods that it’ll print everything back out for us.”
Lachlan nodded. “I’m too fucking jittery for this. Would it bother you if I had a cigarette outside?”
Jessie's head snapped up. “Even if I wasn’t pregnant, I’d be furious at you for smoking again. How long has it been?”
“A week.”
“Lachlan! You don’t need that. And besides, I need you to hand me all the paperwork and then file it back correctly. I don’t feel like moving.”
An hour later, she knew her brother wasn’t just looking in the wrong place. The files were completely gone.
“Are you sure you didn’t need them for something else and just forget to bring them back?”
