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“I did.”
“And? Are things okay between you?”
“He understood the situation.”
Hawk found a spot in the far corner of the lot, tucked between a hedge and another truck. I noted it was also out of range of the stationary security camera on the front of the building, so when he pulled me across the centre console and onto his lap, I didn’t protest.
“How do you feel about make-up sex?” he whispered.
“I guess…” Damn, his fingers always found exactly the right spot. “I guess we could give it a try.”
8
AGATHA
“Aggie…” Jasper gripped my arms as he leaned in to kiss me on both cheeks. “It’s been a long time.”
Not long enough.
“How are you doing?”
“Good, good. Did your mom tell you I opened a new store in Topsham?”
“No, she didn’t mention it.” After high school, Jasper had joined the family business. His parents ran a chain of pharmacies that reached from Maine down to Connecticut. “Congratulations.”
Why was he still holding my arms? I tried to back away, but he stepped forward to match me.
“It’s been a crazy year—footfall’s up, revenue’s up, profits are up… But enough about work. Are you looking forward to the wedding?”
I forced a smile. “It’s not every weekend that a girl gets to watch her little sister walk down the aisle.”
I felt rather than saw Hawk materialise behind me, and a second later, his arm snaked around my waist. Jasper’s hands fell away, and now he backed up so fast that he tripped over his own feet.
My smile turned genuine. “Jasper, this is Kellan.”
The two men shook hands, and I took a small measure of satisfaction when Jasper’s knuckles turned white.
“Good to meet you,” Hawk said, his tone congenial. I couldn’t see his face, but I suspected his eyes were anything but. When Jasper’s cheeks reddened, I nudged Hawk, but only when I kicked his shin with my heel did he finally release Jasper’s hand.
Hot damn.
“Uh, you too.” Jasper stuffed both hands into his pants pockets and inched toward the exit. “So, uh… I just need to, uh, I need to go do something for Stu.”
He practically ran out the door, and Hawk stroked my arm, a barely there caress that made me shiver.
“I don’t think he’ll try touching you again, babe.”
I would have kissed Hawk right there and then if my phone hadn’t vibrated. Quickly, I checked the tracking app that I’d modified earlier that morning when Hawk snuck out for a run. Now I got an alert if a family member came within fifteen yards of me. My parents were heading in our direction.
“Exit stage left,” I hissed as my stress level rocketed.
The real Kellan would have handled the meeting like a pro, but Hawk was notoriously unpredictable. Mouse had known him for far longer than I had, and every so often, he’d divulge little snippets of Hawk’s history, such as the time Hawk had put a man in a headlock after the prick called Mouse a retard. What a freaking idiot. The name-caller, not Mouse. Mouse was actually a genius, but his personality could be a little quirky. Hawk was also smart, but his intelligence came with a side of fierce loyalty. An admirable trait on any other day, but when my dad tossed out an offhand insult—probably without realising he’d done it—I didn’t want Hawk to break his hand.
“Is this your strategy for the weekend?” he asked. “Avoidance?”
“It’s worked for years. Move!”
Hawk laughed softly as we hurried along the hallway, but when he paused by the fire exit, I grabbed his arm.
