Hawk (Reckless Kings MC #2) - Harley Wylde Page 0,44

of the cars and take the other to run some errands, but I’m not sure I feel too safe with her out in the open. Not now.”

“You at Carlton’s place?” Beast asked.

“Yeah.”

“I’m sending Wrangler and Nitro your way. They’ll tail you if you need to stop anywhere else. I don’t think anyone will fuck with your girl while she’s out with three Reckless Kings, especially since she’s the property of the VP.”

“If they do, I’ll be happy to send them straight to hell.”

“Keep an eye out until they get there. I’ll call Torch as soon as I have those two heading your way.” Beast disconnected the call and I shoved the phone in my pocket.

I made my way back over to Hayley, who’d finally caved and was checking out an SUV. It wasn’t much bigger than the sedans, and knowing someone had been keeping tabs on her, I’d prefer she have something a bit sturdier. I just didn’t know how to steer her toward a bigger vehicle without making it too obvious. The last thing she needed was more stress. I caught the salesman’s eye and gave a subtle nod toward a blue SUV on the next row. I’d looked at the model a while back, back when Beast had talked about getting another SUV for his family, and knew it had scored well in collision tests.

By the time Hayley agreed to get it, and I’d picked out my new truck, Wrangler and Nitro had arrived. They’d hung back and appeared to be browsing vehicles. Hayley glanced their way a few times, but didn’t seem to suspect why they were here. I’d have to tell her, eventually, so she’d be extra careful if she left the compound.

Since I paid for both vehicles in full, the paperwork was a little lighter than if I’d financed them. We were out of there before too much longer.

“Hayley, I’m going to have the dealership deliver your SUV to the house. I thought we’d go buy a few things for Freya’s room before we go home, and there’s no point taking two cars.”

“Shouldn’t we go get her?” she asked. She twisted her hands together, and I noticed she trembled a little. “We’ve been gone for a while. She’s never been away from me this long.”

I hesitated. “Baby, she’s in good hands with Lyssa and Beast. I promise she’s okay. The question is how are you holding up?”

She frowned and looked down at her feet. “I don’t know. My breasts hurt from not feeding her, but mostly I think I’m just anxious. I know it’s good for her to socialize, probably good for both of us, but it’s harder than I’d thought it would be.”

I hadn’t really thought about how she’d feel being away from Freya. I knew Hayley knew Lyssa, even if they weren’t great friends. I hoped they would be eventually. For now, Hayley probably felt like strangers were watching our daughter. But Beast and Lyssa were family. My family.

“You gave them some formula you’d been using to supplement your breastmilk, right?” I asked.

“Yes. I gave them enough for two bottles.” She dropped her voice. “And I packed some pads for my bra so I wouldn’t leak through my clothes.”

“I’ll message Lyssa. If they need us to get her sooner, or if she seems hungry and they’re out of formula, we’ll go home.” I paused. “Or if you just really want to go back to her, or get too uncomfortable we can leave.”

After she agreed, I sent a text to Lyssa and one to Beast. I helped Hayley into the lifted truck, reaching over to buckle her. Reaching up to cup her cheek, I turned her face to mine and lightly brush my lips over hers.

“Our girl is fine, baby. She’s in good hands. You know I wouldn’t put either of you in danger, right?” I asked.

“Is that why those two men are here?”

I sighed, wishing I’d had more time. “There’s some things we need to discuss. I’d rather do it at home. To answer your question, Nitro and Wrangler are here as extra security for you. They’ll follow us to the baby store and tail us on the way home. It’s just a precaution.”

“Because there’s something to worry about.” Her shoulders sagged. “I don’t like this, Hawk. I hate not knowing what’s going on, and yet, I’m not sure I want to know either. One of those damned if you do and damned if you don’t situations.”

“Trust me to take care of you,