I never found a man's thighs attractive before. I almost want to laugh at myself.
Who am I kidding? It’s Hawk. Everything about him is attractive.
“Thanks for taking such good care of me today,” I tell him as I snuggle DJ.
“You’re more than welcome. You’re mine to take care of,” he replies with a smile, then grows serious. “You are, aren’t you?”
I steel myself to meet his eyes.
“I am,” I say bravely, and he rewards me with a bright smile.
I can’t help but mirror it.
“This morning, I was worried you were avoiding me because of our kiss,” he admits while I eat.
“Why would I? It was a very good kiss.”
“I’m glad you think so,” he tells me with a pointed look, and I shyly look away.
He laughs, and I think my heart is going to pop like a balloon.
After dinner, he walks us to our room, then hands me my son, and we just stare at each other for a while. He leans his forearm against the wall and watches us like we’re the most precious thing in the world, even though I’m sure I look like death.
“Good night, Randy,” I whisper, and a smile tugs at his lips.
“Night, Althea,” he whispers back, and then looks like he’s hesitating.
I pray, God, please, let him kiss me again, but he only gives me a peck on the cheek and turns to his own room.
I sag against the closed door. I’m such a lovesick idiot.
Chapter 25
Marissa
“How did it go?”?
Hawk makes a face that perfectly encapsulates his thoughts on Dylan, and I laugh.
“Thanks for doing this for me,” I tell him.
I really didn’t want to see Dylan, so I was relieved when Hawk offered to handle the drop-off today.
“Do you want to go lie down, or are you up for spending some time here with me?” Hawk asks as he moves my hair away from my forehead so he can gauge my temperature.
“With you,” I say quickly. “I hope DJ didn’t catch my cold. What if he gets sick at his dad’s?”
“He seemed fine this morning,” Hawk tells me as he rummages through a cabinet. “And you can always call Slim for updates.”
“I guess,” I say, but it doesn’t ease the tension in my gut.
“How do you feel about arts and crafts?”
I raise my eyebrows. “I don’t know. It’s been so long.”
“I figured we should take it easy today because you’re sick. Okay, we have an embroidery kit, a punch needle kit, and a cross stitch kit. We also have puzzles and some miniatures to paint.”
I examine his loot. “Where did you get all of this?”
