Neil squeezed her shoulder. “I missed you like crazy.” He glanced at Hawk. “And I know that ship has sailed, but I’d really like it if we could be friends again as well as being family for Krystal’s sake.”
“I’d like that.”
Neil looked like he might lean in and kiss her on the cheek, but thought better of it when Hawk let out a little growl. Then he left with the parole officer and she was left with Hawk and Lyric.
“Can I get you something?” Lyric asked. “A shot? A cupcake? A whole sheet cake maybe?” She snapped her fingers. “Ice cream?”
Lucky found half a grin. “I’ve got everything I need right here.” She hugged Hawk closer.
He tightened his arms around her. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“I think I’ll leave you two alone. Mason can drop me at our cabin before he hauls in your sister and throws the book at her.”
Lucky reluctantly stepped out of Hawk’s arms. “Thank you for coming. I know it’s a lot when you’re carrying that baby.”
Lyric rubbed her hands over her baby bump. “I’m good. And I wouldn’t have missed this for the world. That was an epic takedown. I never saw some of that coming.”
“You and me both.” Lucky raked her fingers through her hair. “I still can’t wrap my head around it all.”
“She’s probably the most ruthless woman I’ve ever met.” Rage rolled off Hawk in waves.
She felt the same way. The second it receded, she’d think about something else she’d learned today and it would boil again.
They saw Lyric to the door.
Hawk stepped out to talk to Jase and Mason before they left.
She stayed in the quiet house staring out the back windows at the green pastures, tall trees, and fat clouds floating in a sky so blue it didn’t seem real.
Her heart ached with sadness for a sister she’d thought was a friend, for a niece who lost her mother, for an ex who’d done the wrong thing for the right reasons, and for herself. A girl who had one father who abused her and another who let it happen. She had a mother who enabled and ridiculed and a stepmom who unknowingly pitted one daughter against the other.
She hadn’t heard Hawk walk in, but she knew it was him the second he touched her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and pressing his hands to her belly. “Did you mean it when you said you want to have kids?”
“Yes. You said you wanted them, too.”
“I do. I want it all with you.”
She let her head fall back on his shoulder. “Sounds perfect.” She turned in his arms and looked up at him. “Is everyone gone?”
He nodded.
“Good. Then take me to bed and make me forget everything except the way I feel when you love me.”
“I love you every second of the day.”
“I know. Show me.”
Hawk picked her up bridal style. “Whatever you need, sweetheart.”
He set her down in the middle of the bed before he peeled off her shoes and socks, then attacked her jeans and panties.
She’d barely taken a breath when he pulled her shirt over her head and let it sail over his shoulder, while his free hand undid her bra and pulled that off, too. She had no idea where it landed because he leaned forward, licked her nipple, then took the tightbud into his mouth. He sucked and laved at it until she was moaning before switching to her other breast, giving it the same attention while he fondled the other, pinching it between his warm fingers.
She slid her hands down over his shoulders and back up, raking her fingers through his dirty blond hair, then grabbing his shirt and bringing it up and over his head.
He pressed kisses down the center of her chest, placing one long kiss over her heart before he sank lower, kissing her down to her mound, then licking her clit.
“You make me feel so good.” She wasn’t thinking about anything but him and the way he made her feel. Everything else could wait. She needed this. Him.
