“I didn’t exactly put you on my vision board either,” I shot back.
“Good.”
“Good?”
“Means you’re not stupid.”
I scoffed. “You’re unbelievable.”
“You keep saying that.”
“Because it’s true.”
Hawk dragged a hand over his face like he was trying to wipe away his frustration. “You’re a pain in my ass.”
“And you broke into my house.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I did not ask you to change my locks.”
“They were garbage.”
“That’s not the point.”
“Someone could’ve kicked your door in.”
“And instead, you broke in yourself.”
His eyes snapped to mine. “That’s different.”
“How?”
“Because I’m not the one who wants to hurt you.”
I folded my arms, feeling defiant. “You don’t get to decide that.”
“I already did.”
My eyebrows lifted in disbelief. “Oh really?”
Hawk leaned closer—way too close. “You think I want this?”
His voice dropped dangerously low. “You think I enjoy not being able to get you out of my damn head?”
That one stopped me cold. I hadn’t expected that.
“I didn’t ask you to think about me.”
“Exactly.”
His hand slammed flat on the table, the sound making me jump. “That’s the damn problem.”
His voice was rough now, filled with tension. “You walk around like you have no idea what you’re doing to people.”
“I am literally just existing.”
His eyes dropped to my cast. “You don’t understand the kind of men you embarrassed.”
