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My eyes had finally slid shut when I heard the door to Wren’s room open. I cracked one eye open to see whether it was the doctor again or whether Hawk had finally had the balls to show. It was Hawk, and by the look on his face, he was about to fucking puke his guts up.
Good.
The fucker took Wren for granted. There wasn’t a damn thing she wouldn’t do for him, including getting into bed with a drug dealer, literally, to wipe his debts. Gently moving her from my chest, I stood up to my full height, grabbed Hawk by the front of his shirt, and hauled him outside. There was no way in hell I was letting him wake Wren right now.
The hallway was busy, nurses and doctors walking the halls. Looking around, I saw a public restroom across the way, one of those big ones meant to fit wheelchairs through the door. Stalking in there with Hawk, I shut and locked the door, then slammed him against the thick wood. The bastard still looked a little too comfortable, though, so I pinned him in place with my forearm, making sure breathing got a little tricky for him.
Hawk clawed at my arm, trying to break my hold, but he had no fucking chance. Enraged had just met its match, and I was so fucking beyond enraged that I didn’t know what the fuck to do with that anger.
“What the fuck did you do?”
Hawk’s mouth popped open, moving but no sound coming out. With a growl, I eased back a little, loosening his vocal cords.
“Is she okay?” he rasped.
I bared my teeth at him. “Did she fucking look okay?” I shouted the words into his face.
“Fuck, Bane.” He clutched more tightly at the arm holding him up, tears beginning to pool in his eyes.
“Please tell me you aren’t fucking crying like a little bitch right now.”
“She’s my sister.”
“Yeah, well, you don’t fucking treat her like you should. A man’s job is to protect his sister, not put her in the fucking firing line.”
“I know. I fucked up. I always fuck up.”
Fuck me. If I couldn’t handle blubbering women, I have no fucking chance in hell of handling a blubbering man. I broke our connection, stepping back and watching Hawk crumple to the floor.
“She could’ve died. She could’ve died. She could’ve died.” On and on he went. I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up, but those thoughts had run through my head too. Right now, I could’ve been mourning her rather than helping her chase the demons away.
“You’re so fucking lucky she didn’t die, Hawk,” I barked. “I swear on my fucking life if she had, you wouldn’t be breathing right now.”
He blinked at my words. “You think this is my fault?”
“Who else’s fucking fault would it be? You’re the one who makes deals with bookies you can’t fucking pay, and do I need to remind you what happened between us?” Raking my fingers through my hair, I planted my hands on the edge of the sink and bowed my head.
“Why are you with Wren right now?” he asked. I looked at him in the reflection of the mirror.
I turned. “What?”
“Why are you with Wren right now?”
“Because she’s mine for two weeks,” I shot back, enjoying the look on his face. The bastard didn’t know what his sister had done for him.
He swallowed, but his eyes—the same color as Wren’s—burned with rage. “What was the deal she agreed to?” Surging to his feet, he came at me, grasping onto the front of my shirt. “What the fuck did you make her do?”
“I didn’t make her do anything. You did when you stole from me. You did when you made a bet you couldn’t cover. You did by being in her life and laying your fucking kills at her door like some proud goddamn Tomcat.”
My words lashed at him, and he loosened his fingers. Stepping away, he bowed his head and asked, “What did she do to wipe my debts?”
“What do you think she did?” I wanted to hurt him. I wanted him to feel the pain I was feeling. I wanted him to feel the anguish that had coursed through my body when Andy told me Wren had been in a fire. I wanted him to emotionally bleed out in front of me.
“She’s one of your whores?” he whispered.
I wanted to throw that in his face, but I held my tongue. “She’s mine,” I ground out. “She agreed to do whatever I want with her for two weeks to wipe your debt. She agreed to this because she fucking loves you, Hawk. She would do anything for you, and you fucking know it.” Pushing off the edge of the sink, I straightened my shirt from where he’d wrinkled the shit out of it. “And now it’s time for you to own your own shit. Where did you get the money to pay me back?”
All the color leached from his face. I expected him to shut down on me, but when he looked up, there was pure torture in his eyes. On a sigh, he said, “I went to Sanderson. He gave me the money.”
