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We both smile at my comeback.

“Yes, well, Mary pretty much told us in no certain terms that having you here is what keeps her mind at ease.”

I look at Hawk’s mother’s sleeping form on the bed. She’s been doing that a lot.

“What will happen to her after I leave?”

“It’s hard to tell,” Mrs. Clarence admits. “She might go back to being agitated like she was before you got here. Or she might forget you were ever here and remain calm like this.”

“How long has she been here for?”

“A few years,” comes the quick answer. “She is still young, way too young for all this to happen to her. It is a terrible disease.”

For some inexplicable reason, I feel sad at the thought of a young Mary suffering from such a debilitating disease. My heart is also breaking for Hawk. He seems to love his mother, he wants what’s best for her. He shouldn’t have to suffer as he witnesses her decline.

“Well, I’ll let you go through the stuff in the bag.” Mrs. Clarence prepares to leave the room. “Please don’t hesitate to let me know if there’s anything missing. We will get it to you right away.”

I nod in thanks, and she is finally gone.

The plastic bag makes a lot of noise when I start pulling things out of it. There are a couple of pairs of leggings, jeans, comfortable looking tops, and even underwear and a couple of bras. It’s almost as if Hawk gave them a full list with what they should buy.

I stand up from my seat, go into the bathroom and wash up. The new clothes are a welcome change after all the days when I wore whatever I rode here in.

I am just about to put the bra on when I hear the door to the room opening, then closing. Dropping the bra to the side, I just pull the top over my head and rush out there. I freeze in the doorway to the bathroom when my eyes clash with a man’s.

My eyes take him in, noticing every little detail. He is a biker, that’s for sure. He is wearing a leather cut that matches the one I saw Hawk wearing, which can only mean they are from the same club. I then notice the patches on his chest, one in particular. They proclaim him to be the president.

“Can I help you?”

I try to make my voice sound strong, but there’s a bit of a tremble right at the end. The man smirks at me before turning his attention to the bed. I am grateful for Mary’s deep sleep.

“I heard Mary had a new personal nurse.”

The man’s voice sounds cold. He doesn’t care for me despite not knowing me at all.

“I wanted to meet her in person,” he continues.

I place both hands on my hips, hoping that I exude confidence. I have a feeling that he would destroy me if he smelled any weaknesses.

“Does Mrs. Clarence know you’re in here?”

He laughs at my words, the sound reverberating against the walls. It is wrong, mostly because it is not sincere.

“Mrs. Clarence has no say in my comings and goings, little girl. I pay for all this.”

My mouth goes dry at hearing the information. When his eyes go over me, he pauses around my chest area, reminding me that I don’t have a bra on. I feel more exposed than when I strip.

I cross my arms over my chest, bringing the man’s attention to my face. He only smirks again. I have a feeling that he knows way more about me than I am comfortable with.

He walks over to the two-seat couch where I’ve been sitting for hours. When he drops in it, he spreads his arms wide and rests them on the back of it, looking completely at home.

“I’m a little confused how you ended up here.”

His eyes go around the room, stopping for a second to stare at Mary.

“My directive to Hawk was to eliminate you.”

I barely stop the whimper threatening to escape my lips. It seems like I am not as safe in here as Hawk was hoping. Then again, did he actually mean to keep me safe, or was it just on accident? He did bring me all the way here though.

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