Hawk
Change is inevitable.
Today marks a new beginning for my best friend. His daughter, born prematurely, is coming home, and we have the entire club, both new and old, here to celebrate.
Damn, I wish Tessa was here with me.
“I wish you guys would just fuck already,” I yell towards Lick and Jenni as I walk by to grab a beer from the cooler.
“I thought I was saving myself for you?” Jenni bites back which makes me stop. She’s a feisty bitch, and I love messing with her as much as I like messing with Lick. But most of the time he fucking deserves it.
I drag my gaze along her body, just to screw with Lick. Jenni is grade A prime beef. She’s gorgeous, inside and out, and any man with half a cent would think so. She doesn’t only have a bangn’ bod on her, but she has a genuine heart. But that doesn’t mean shit to me, because the moment that woman took her first step on Fury ground Lick claimed her, even though he hasn’t realized it, yet. I'll be damned if I fuck with another man’s woman, but still, I’ve gotta mess with the big lug.
“Hell, baby, all you gotta do is say the word, and we’ll ditch this party and make one of our own.”
“Step the fuck off, Hawk.”
Bingo. Lick’s reaction is fucking priceless. “Touchy, touchy. No need to get your panties in a twist, man. I’m only messing with ya.” I give Jenni a wink that makes her laugh. “Here.” I toss a beer towards Cut who’s manning the grill. He’s standing with Tiny and Cruise. “How do you feel becoming an uncle?” I ask as I pop open the can.
“Doesn’t feel any different. Just another person to be responsible for.” He tips back his beer.
“Sin has that covered, man.”
“Whoever is attached to Fury is my responsibility, all of our responsibility. The club’s responsibility.” Cut eyes me like he’s trying to tell me something, and it makes me wonder if Dyke has mentioned shit to him.
“Now that’s something I’d like to protect.” Cruise nods towards Jenni who is stomping out of the kitchen door, heading towards Lick.
“You better not fuck with that, man,” Cut tells him. “You don’t want to be on the wrong side of Lick. I’ve seen the shit that he’s done to people who’ve wronged him, and you don’t want no part of that.”
“Well, if he’s not going to claim that ass, there’s no reason why I can’t.”
We all watch as Lick pulls Jenni into his arms. There’s so much fucking chemistry between those two it’s no wonder the lot of us aren’t coming in our fucking boxers just watching them. He kisses her fucking neck, and I can see her eyes roll into the back of her head from here. I’d pay good money to bet that he’s forgotten where the fuck he is and how many eyes are on him right now.
Breaking the tension and all the fucking staring, I open my mouth, “What’d I say earlier? Get a room already!”
My outburst has Cut laughing, and Lick pulled from the siren’s trance. He pushes Jenni away and stalks towards the house. Her shoulders drop, and I know she’s kicking herself for being pulled into Lick’s game again. That girl deserves the best, and I know the best for her is Lick. He just needs to see it before it’s too late.
“Piece of shit doesn’t see what he has right in his hands,” Cruise says from beside me.
“That piece of shit knows, but he’s fighting with his own fucked-up-ness,” Cut says.
“Aren’t we all?” I look at Cruise, but he only eyes me before taking a pull from his bottle and walking over to Tiny and Brass.
Cut is right. We’re all dealing with some shit in our lives. No excuse for not grabbing what’s rightfully ours.