“Lucky!” someone called from down the hallway. Another woman.
“Yes?”
The click of heels sounded, coming quickly down the hallway and echoing off the polished cement floor. The most gorgeous auburn haired woman stepped into the lobby and smiled at her. “I’ve been dying to meet you.”
“Ah. Okay. Hello.” She bit her lip. “Who are you?”
The woman came forward, hand extended. “Mercy Matlock. Head of Operations. I run this place with the guys. Hawk is gaga over you.”
A sudden blush burned her cheeks and ears.
“Who are you?” the receptionist asked again.
Mercy turned to the woman. “She’s Lucky, Hawk’s girlfriend. She can go anywhere she likes on the premises.” Mercy waved Lucky forward. “Come. I’ll show you to his office.”
“I didn’t know Hawk had a girlfriend,” the receptionist said under her breath, a look of confusion and disappointment on her face.
Lucky could relate. She’d wanted Hawk for a long time and imagined him with other women, feeling like he was way out of her league.
She never thought she’d be the woman by his side, but here she was, living in his house, driving his car, and walking into his business to see him while at work.
He’s mine.
The thought made her heart swell.
“That’s the same lovey-dovey look he gets when he’s talking or thinking about you.” Mercy knocked her elbow against Lucky’s arm. “He is one hundred percent in love with you.”
“I know. It’s kind of crazy.”
Mercy laughed and waved her hand down the hallway she’d come from. “No it’s not. You’re gorgeous. Smart. Funny. Kind. And you make him happy.”
“How do you know that?”
“Well, Hawk’s not a big talker. Most of that came from Lincoln. He likes you, too. Said you’re the best thing to happen to Hawk.”
“He said that?” Her heart soared with joy.
“Yes.” Mercy stopped in front of a closed dark wood office door withHawk Gunnprinted on it and knocked. “I saw him return from the warehouse a few minutes ago.”
“Come in,” Hawk called out.
Mercy didn’t open the door right away, but turned to her. “I would really like to get to know you better. Would you like to grab drinks at Gunn Brothers one night this week?”
“Only if Lincoln or Hawk are pouring the drinks for me.”
Mercy’s eyes filled with sympathy. “I’m sorry about what happened to you. We were all angry about you being drugged in the bar. I hope it will help that the guys amped up security, adding more cameras inside and out of the building. I promise if you’re with me or the them, you’ll be safe.”
The door opened and Hawk stared from Mercy to her, then back again. “What’s going on? Why isn’t Lucky safe?”
Mercy rolled her eyes. “Down, boy. She is. I asked her out for drinks and reassured her that with me and you guys, she definitely won’t have to worry about anything.”
“Oh.” Hawk brushed his hand down Lucky’s arm and took her hand. “I think you and Mercy would get along great. You’re both so dedicated to your jobs that you don’t make time for anything else. I think you’d have a lot in common.”
If this was someone important to Hawk, and she must be if they trusted her to run the business with them, then Lucky definitely wanted to be friends with her. “I’m sure Hawk has your number. I’ll text you and we’ll work out a day and time to meet up.”
“Great.” Mercy beamed, joy and expectation in her eyes. “I’ll leave you two and get back to work.”
“Lincoln was looking for you earlier. He wanted to take you to lunch.”
