Hawk (Reckless Kings MC #2) - Harley Wylde Page 0,26

are. The doors are unlocked. The one on the far left is stocked for your family. The old ladies left some things in there for Madison. Gifts. Hope you have room to take it all home. If not, my woman is going to start bitching I need to take her to Tennessee.”

Beast chuckled. “I can see Madison is going to be spoiled.”

Torch nodded. “That she is. The apartments for the others have beer and basic shit stocked. After you’re settled in, stop by the house. My wife has been baking and cooking all day, and I think she bought out the butcher so there’s plenty of steak to go around. Bring your brothers with you.”

Beast nodded. “We’ll be there.”

Great. Just fucking great. Like I wanted to socialize tonight after the long-ass haul here, especially when I hadn’t wanted to come. I didn’t know of a way to back out without offending Torch, and I damn sure didn’t want to hurt Isabella’s feelings. She was a sweetheart.

“It’s mostly family,” Torch said. “But a few of the other Reapers may drop in for a few. Everyone wants to take a peek at Madison, even if it’s from a distance.”

Torch backed away and we followed Beast through the compound to the apartments. He parked in front of the one on the end, with Ranger and Brick next to him. I took the next one over. They were all one level, but connected to form a line of six. They’d started out putting in duplexes, from what I’d been told, but had given them to the prospects to share. Instead, they’d followed the example of the Devil’s Fury and put in small two-bedroom apartments for guests.

I retrieved my duffle from Lyssa’s SUV and tossed it into the apartment I’d be using for however long we were here. If I was going to be somewhat presentable for dinner, I needed to shower and put on clothes that weren’t covered in road dust. The apartment had one bathroom with a shower/tub combination. I cranked the water and let it heat while I pulled out some clean clothes. The Reapers kept each apartment stocked with travel-size shampoos, soaps, and other necessities. I grabbed what I needed for my shower and stripped out of my clothes.

I scrubbed my hair and beard before soaping my body. Closing my eyes, I let the hot water beat the back of my neck. The last fifty or so miles, tension had slowly crept into my body, and now I ached and was fighting back a headache. I wondered what Hayley was doing, or if she even still lived here. She was young and could have taken off for some other town by now. Especially since her stalker was rotting in prison.

Leaning forward, I pressed my forehead to the tiled wall.

You need to forget her. She’s long gone. You’re too damn old for her anyway.

Easier said than done.

How did you forget the most perfect woman you’d ever met? I liked her quirkiness, her curves, and her passion. As for her age, I could lie to myself all I wanted. Truth was, Beast and Lyssa had just as many years between them, if not more, and they seemed to have the perfect relationship. Age was a number, but maturity was another matter. I didn’t even mind her having a pet raccoon. It just added to her cuteness.

As with nearly every time I thought of Hayley, my dick got hard. I reached down and gave it a stroke. Didn’t matter how many times I yanked one out, it wasn’t enough. I’d still be unsatisfied when it was over.

I remembered the way Hayley had looked in the moonlight, spread out under me. I stroked harder, thinking of how hot and tight she’d been. I’d never felt anything so perfect in my life. Groaning, I tightened my grip and tugged harder. It was only another moment before I came, my release spraying across the shower wall.

I stared down at my still half-hard dick and gave a humorless laugh. Nothing ever worked. Unless it was Hayley on her knees in front of me, or spread out like a buffet, I’d never feel satisfied again. I knew it in my gut. I needed to find her. Maybe if I saw her again, she wouldn’t seem as wonderful as she had before. Perhaps my memory of that night, and the brief encounter later, was faulty.

But first I needed to get through dinner at Torch’s place.

I finished cleaning up, then dried