Chapter 9

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When we pulled up to the garage at the clubhouse, I was surprised to see how empty it was. "I thought everyone was sticking close until this thing with the Crows is over," I said to Hawk as we put our bikes away.

His gaze coasted over the bikes still in the garage. "Icarus wanted to increase patrols until we're ready to move on it. The two of us and Dive are to stick close, since we've been the ones targeted by them directly."

Damn it. That was not what I wanted to hear. "I don't need to be protected. I can take care of myself." Hawk stood there and stared at me. "Okay, so they caught me by surprise the last time. Doesn't meant it will happen again."

He took a step toward me, his leather-clad thigh pressing against mine. "You know what it would do to me if it did? They wouldn't have to come after me, because I would be utterly destroyed. You might think you aren't important, but you have to see how much you are to me. I'd do anything to make sure you don't stop breathing. Don't forget that, Damon."

I didn't think I could breathe now. No one had ever made it so clear how much they cared for me. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. "Let's get inside," I said when I finally pulled back.

Hawk's lips curled up, then we were both stripping off our chaps and rolling them back up to store in our saddlebags. We left the garage, and he closed the door behind us, pulling me in for another kiss before heading up to the house.

To my surprise, we didn't run into anyone on the way up to the clubhouse. Usually there was at least one or two people wandering around the yard. It was still a little chilly out, so maybe everyone was inside.

I stopped thinking about that when Hawk snaked an arm around my waist as we neared the porch and pressed a kiss to the back of my neck. I wanted him so bad right then. But, there was no way we could do this right here. The guys might be okay with us being together, but I couldn't imagine them caring to witness it.

Inside. We just had to get inside. And up to one of our rooms. Hopefully no one would stop us on the way. I might keel over if I had to wait much longer.

We barely even made it through the doorway. His mouth was on mine again, and he pressed me to the wall right next to the door. Holy shit. My engine was revving so much I was about to overheat. I moaned against his mouth then his fingers were in the loops of my jeans, pulling me away from the wall and toward the stairs.

A whistle broke out as we hit the steps, and I jerked my head to the side. Trace, Birdie, and Arrow leaned back against the wall. I groaned, but Hawk laughed and pressed another kiss, a softer one this time, to my forehead. "Hold our place," he murmured. "We'll have to pick it back up later."

He stepped back from me, and I turned back to the other three. "You all suck donkey ass." I retreated toward the basement steps. If I couldn't be with Hawk now, I needed to find another way to work this all out of my system.

Birdie laughed as I headed down the stairs. "Come on, Devil," she called, "we know you still love us."

The hell of it was, I did, and I couldn't stop the smile despite the frustration filling me.

***

Voices bounced around the dining room that night. My grip tightened on the fork in my hand, wishing everyone would shut up and leave. We were going after the Crows in the morning. I should be looking forward to it. Instead everything seemed to be irritating me.

Hawk sat right beside me, and his hand slid over my thigh. "Relax," he murmured from the corner of his mouth. "Everyone's just excited about making the next move."

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