Alexa picked up the baby, and cradled him against her naked chest. Hawk followed her into the nursery and watched as she lay him in the crib. He shifted slightly and fell right back asleep.

 

She took a step back from the crib, planning to turn and leave the room quietly. But Hawk pulled her to him, both still naked and hot, still damp with sweat. He kissed her again, hard, and took her by the hand to pull her into his bedroom.

 

“So, was that any less underwhelming?” he asked as he closed the door behind them.

 

She recalled the orgasm. Maybe the best one of her life. “Much less.”

 

“Good.”

 

He kissed her, holding her as he walked them backward toward the bed. He picked her up and dropped her down on the bed. He was hard again already. She could still feel his juices leaking from her but he was ready to go, and as he kissed along her neck and chest again, she flushed once more. She’d never done it twice in a row like this.

 

He turned her to the side and climbed over her. His hard cock rubbed against her clit as he teased her nipples. It didn’t take long before she found herself reaching down to put him inside her.

 

He moaned in pleasure when she did and paused above her. “You feel so good.”

 

“So do you.”

 

This time, he moved slower and softer. He took his time, circling her nipple with his fingers and tongue, kissing every inch of her that he could reach, all the while keeping a steady in and out rhythm. She didn’t know which was better, the hard pounding he’d given her in the dining room, or this soft and sweet lovemaking. They felt good in different ways. The first more animalistic, like they would tear each apart trying to get him deeper inside her. But this felt more genuine and intimate like he wanted something more than just the touch of her body against his.

 

He kept things going a long while. They switched positions, her on her side with him behind. He draped her leg over his and ran his hands all over her body. His fingers rubbed and flicked her clit. From this position, he wasn’t as deep, but he hit a different spot inside her. He moved again to put her on her stomach. From behind, he was able to fit in her deeper than any other position.

 

He twisted his fingers into her hair and tugged gently while he thrust into her. He sped up and she felt some of the animal in him coming back. He groaned and slammed in hard. She came again and cried out, and seconds later so did he. She could feel his pulse in his dick as he stayed inside her for a few moments, enjoying the afterglow.

 

“I could keep going all night.”

 

“I don’t know how you do it,” she said, breathless. “I can barely move.”

 

“Good.” He laughed and kissed her. “I’m going to get a quick shower. You just stay here, don’t move.”

 

The door to the bathroom closed and the water started. Alexa lay there in his bed, her head swimming. Emotions flooded over her. Everything had felt so good. Like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She let out a deep, contented sigh.

 

But now she had a huge problem. Where would they go from here? She was still investigating him and she couldn’t lose sight of that. He’d given her a few little pieces of information. Nothing major, but it did seem less and less like he was involved. She couldn’t be absolutely sure until she found out who had killed Hugh. And until she talked to Hawk about what happened with his dad. There was a real possibility that she’d just slept with a killer.

 

She tried to put the hard facts out of her mind and think about how he’d been. Sweet and caring and interested. Or was it all just a game? His way to get her talking, to break her down and make her vulnerable so she’d sleep with him?

 

She got up and found her clothing in the dining room. She dressed quickly, grabbed her purse from its spot by the front door, and quietly slipped out. She unlocked her own door, feeling like she hadn’t been there in days. Boxes still sat needing her attention. She walked past them and into her own bedroom to think.

 

Before she could decide whether or not to approach Hawk again she needed to know what she wanted. Did she want a relationship with him? Did she want to sleep with him again? Could she keep watching Damian after this? There were simply too many conflicting desires and questions without answers.