I crashed while Hawk was still on the phone. He was either busy or giving me space and since he had so much of it, that was easy to do.
I woke momentarily when he joined me in bed and curled into me. The instant his arm went tight around my belly and he settled, I fell back to sleep.
Now was now and I didn’t know what to do now. There were too many things to contemplate and just the thought of them exhausted me and I’d just woken up.
I sighed and as I did, my cell rang.
Saved by the cell.
It was on the nightstand, I reached out, grabbed it and I turned the display to see I had a call from Tracy.
I flipped it open and put it to my ear. “Hey babe.”
“Hi, how are you doing, honey?”
She was tweaked and my conversation with her last night didn’t assuage her tweakedness. Then again, most people lived their whole lives not having a friend who got caught in a drive-by then disappeared for hours because she was imprisoned in a motorcycle club’s compound.
“I’m okay, I just woke up,” I told her, shifted and lifted, leaning against the headboard and I saw movement so I looked down the bed to see Hawk at the top of the stairs. Bare chest again. Bare feet again. Track pants again. Eyes on me.
Mm.
“Are you sleeping all right?” she asked.
“Yes,” I answered as Hawk approached the bed.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yeah, honey, I’m sure. Really, like I said last night, I’m okay,” I replied as Hawk made it to the bed then, whoosh, the bedclothes were pulled down.
My body locked in surprise.
Oh boy.
“Are things okay with Hawk?” she asked.
“Um…” I answered as I watched Hawk bend then his fingers curled around my ankles, he yanked me down the bed until my back was to it again then he spread my legs.
Oh boy!
“Gwennie?” Tracy called.
Before I could move a muscle, Hawk put a knee to the bed then he shifted his big frame between my legs.
Oh boy!
“Trace, I think…” I trailed off when Hawk’s hands went to my hips, pushing up my nightshirt and then his head bent and he kissed the skin just above my panties.
My belly lurched in a good way.
“You think what?” Tracy asked then went on quickly without waiting for me to answer. “Okay, I’m going to say it and I know you don’t want to hear it but I’m glad you’re there. I know you’re confused about things but I think this speaks volumes that he…”
She kept speaking but I wasn’t listening because Hawk’s hands kept pushing up my nightshirt and his body was going with it, raining kisses on the skin of my belly and midriff as he went.
“You know?” Tracy asked.
“Um… Trace, I gotta go.” And I did because my nightshirt was under my br**sts, Hawk’s hands had spanned the undersides and my ni**les had gone hard and tingly.
“Is everything all right?”