Hawk (Reckless Kings MC #2) - Harley Wylde Page 0,9
I don’t do sweet and innocent. Doesn’t meant I like the thought of some guy out there wanting to hurt her.”
Beast watched me and I hoped like hell he couldn’t tell I was lying through my damn teeth. I’d never hear the end of it. Finally, he reached for the phone on his desk and put the call on speaker. It rang three times before Torch answered.
“What the fuck do you want?” Torch asked when the call connected.
“Heard you’ve got a girl down there with a stalker problem,” Beast said.
Torch grumbled something I didn’t catch and sighed. “Chief of police’s kid, so not one of ours. She’s a sweet girl, though, so we’re trying to keep an eye out. How’d you hear about it?”
“Word spreads fast through the clubs, you know that. Listen, if you need some additional help, I’ll send two men down,” Beast said.
“I’ll take any help I can get. I’m hoping if the club can find this guy before the cops, maybe it will earn us some goodwill with the girl’s dad. Things are mostly legit around here these days, but I still don’t want cops sniffing around here.”
“I get it,” Beast said. “I’ll send Hawk and Snake down there tomorrow morning. They can stay as long as you need them.”
“Appreciated,” Torch said. He paused a moment. “How’s Lyssa?”
Beast smiled and gave me a nod, dismissing me from his office. He regaled Torch with Lyssa’s latest disaster as I made my way out of the house. I went straight home and packed my saddlebags with enough clothes to last several days. I figured I’d find a laundromat somewhere if I needed it, or maybe one of the Reaper ladies would take pity on me.
“I’m coming, Hayley. Just hold on,” I muttered as I ran my hand through my hair.
I didn’t know why someone had fixated on her, but I’d make sure he left her the fuck alone. As much as I wanted to bury the asshole, I knew I couldn’t. Not with the chief of police looking for the guy. But I could hand deliver him to the cops, make sure he spent a lot of time behind bars. I’d keep my distance from Hayley, not let her know I was there. If I thought for one moment she’d be happy to see me, it would be different.
Christ, I’d seriously fucked shit up. I should have made it clearer to her that I was interested in more than one night. If I’d flat out asked her to come back, would she have? Too late now. As my grandmother had always said, I’d made my bed and had to lie in it. Alone.
I stripped off my clothes and started the shower. Better to take one now than in the morning. I wanted to get on the road as soon as possible. If Snake was too fucking hungover, he could follow me later. The second the sun was up I was hitting the road.
Stepping under the spray, I let the hot water beat down on me. Hayley was my only regret. Despite all the shit I’d seen and done in my life, she was the only thing I wished I’d handled differently.
She’d been… amazing. So tight. Sweet. Fuck, I’d never felt anything like I had the night we’d been together. I fisted my cock and stroked, remembering how it had felt to be inside her. The moment I’d sunk into her virgin pussy had been incredible.
I groaned as I tugged harder and faster. The way she’d moaned and clung to me, the feel of her pussy squeezing me tight right before the gush of her release. Fuck! My cum sprayed over the shower wall and I sucked in ragged breaths. Not near as good as the real thing, but my memories of her would have to do. No other woman compared. Looked like my hand would continue to get a workout. I’d already jerked off more than I had in years. It was damn embarrassing.
I quickly washed and got out. After I dried off and pulled on some boxer briefs, I crawled into bed and forced myself to get some sleep. My heart pounded at the thought of seeing Hayley again, even if she wouldn’t see me. Maybe being close to her again would be all I needed to get my head on straight. There was a chance my memories of her were more amazing than the actual woman.
At least, I could hope that was the case. If not,