Hawk (Reckless Kings MC #2) - Harley Wylde Page 0,33
fingers on my cheek and I jolted. My nipples hardened at the contact, and I hoped he didn’t notice. I might have moved in with him, but I didn’t think I was ready to jump into his bed. My body, however, had other ideas. Already I felt my panties getting damp just from being so close to him.
“There you are,” he said, a slight smile curving his lips. “You disappeared inside your own head for a bit there.”
“I think I’m a little overwhelmed,” I said.
“I get it. We’re both going to have to make a few adjustments to our everyday lives. Until now, I’ve lived alone. As for you, you’ll have to learn the ropes around here. Lyssa is from your hometown. Were you friends back home?” he asked.
“No. I mean, we knew each other, but I wouldn’t say we were friends.”
“Well, she’ll be a good source of information for you. She grew up in this way of life, and she stepped right into the position of Beast’s old lady with ease. I’m sure she’d be happy to help you figure things out.”
“You said I’d have to wear something that says I’m your property?” I asked, not sure how I felt about being owned by someone.
“A property cut.” He ran his fingers down my cheek. “It shows everyone you’re mine, and they’ll know not only to keep their hands to themselves, but they’ll give you the respect you deserve.”
“You didn’t just land a biker,” Viking said. “You got the VP of the Reckless Kings.”
VP. Like Mariah’s dad, Venom. Did that mean everyone would be watching me closely? What if I screwed up? My stomach started churning again and I pressed a hand to my belly.
“Think we’re freaking her out again,” Viking said. “She looked like that a few seconds before she puked the first time.”
“First time?” Hawk asked.
“She’s been a mess since she came to my house. She’s spent the last four days throwing up off and on. Too much stress I think. Between not knowing how you’d react, being homeless, Freya crying non-stop… she’s on overload,” Viking said.
“I’m fine,” I said.
“Hawk, you home?” someone yelled out from the front of the house.
Freya started screaming almost immediately, which set off Cuddles. I hurried to my daughter and unstrapped her from the carrier again. Viking was right about me being a hot mess. I wasn’t sure I’d survive Freya’s purple crying. I wanted to burst into tears myself because I honestly didn’t know if I could make it through another day. The constant crying and all the uncertainty in my life made me want to curl up in a ball and suck my thumb like a baby.
“What the fuck, Nitro?” Hawk demanded as he stomped into the room.
“Sorry. I brought your food.” He lifted the sacks of Chinese food. “Didn’t mean to scare the shit out of the kid.”
“Her name is Freya,” Hawk said. “From now on, no one just bursts into my fucking house. Got it? Make sure everyone knows.”
Nitro nodded, eyeing Freya like she was a bomb about to go off. Honestly, I felt that way some days too. I loved her, more than anything, but she was exhausting. At least I now understood why she was crying so much. It made me feel a little less like a failure as a mother.
“I’ll just put this in the kitchen,” Nitro said, scanning me from head to toe before he walked out.
“You should introduce your new family to the club,” Viking said. “Or you may get more unexpected guests. Beast is the only one here with a woman and kid, right?”
“Yeah,” Hawk said.
“So, everyone is going to be curious about Hayley and Freya. Better to rip off the Band-Aid and let everyone see them.” Viking shrugged. “It’s what I’d do anyway. But you know your club better than me. It’s just a suggestion.”
Hawk nodded. “Not a bad one either. I’ll set something up for day after tomorrow. I want Hayley to have time to rest after the trip here.”
When he said sweet, thoughtful things like that, it made me want to kiss him. So far, he’d kept everything PG. At least, when it came to hugs and kisses. I’d gained some baby weight that hadn’t gone away after I’d had Freya. What if he didn’t find me attractive anymore? My hips were bigger, and so was my ass. Granted, my breasts were still on the larger side since I was breastfeeding, but once they were no longer swollen with milk,