UnWreck Me (Savage Beast MC Book 7) by Hayley Faiman (lightweight ebook reader .txt) 📕

noise behind me that sounds a lot like gagging, but I can’t look away from the way that Hawk’s eyes suddenly ignite. He doesn’t make a single move, he doesn’t even twitch. Instead, he jerks his chin, his gaze flicking behind my shoulder to Trista.

“You guys have any problems, call. Don’t put yourself in danger, not for anything, got me?” he growls.

I don’t miss the fact that he said those words to Trista and not me. He doesn’t give a shit if something happens to me, or maybe he does, but he gives a bigger shit if something happens to Trista and as much as I don’t want to feel jealous, I can’t stop the emotion from rolling throughout my entire body.

Hawk doesn’t even tell me goodbye, instead, he turns and walks back into the clubhouse, leaving me and Trista with the prospects.

I look to the men standing there waiting for us to go to Trista’s car. “So, you three are going to sit in the back seat, who’s riding bitch?”

HAWK

Bitches.

This is exactly why it’s easier to be single.

Granted, technically, I’m still single. Which is kind of a bummer since this particular bitch seriously does it for me. After walking away from her, I made sure to slip Trista three grand for Avah’s shit today, something I grabbed while I was rounding up prospects.

I know that Avah is high maintenance as fuck and prefers to live on the more expensive side of life. Three g’s probably won’t be enough for a full shopping excursion, but it’ll have to do today. Walking into the bar, I see Mamba sitting on a stool, a beer in hand.

“A little early for that shit, especially after last night, no?” I ask.

He shakes his head once, then turns to look over at me. “I don’t know, brother, seems like it’s a good time to get wasted.”

I don’t ask him anything else, he is in a heap of shit with his woman and man, and honestly, I don’t want any goddamn part of it. I do need a favor, and I’m wondering if he’s the perfect guy for the job right about now.

“I’m going to be heading up to NorCal later this week, but I was wondering if you could do a favor for me?”

“As long as it doesn’t involve babysitting bitches, I’ll do it.”

Chuckling, I can’t say that I blame him. I’m not sure I’m going to survive all that is Avah. “No babysitting. But it involves a little work.”

“Yeah?”

Nodding, I clear my throat. “When I took Avah, I couldn’t waste time letting her pack up her clothes and shit. Wondered if you could get a truck down there and box all her clothes and shit up, bring it here? Move her completely out of her place.”

“Guess I could get Maria to come and help,” he rumbles, though it sounds like that’s the last thing that he wants to do.

“Take Gator too, maybe the three of you need some time away from here?”

His eyes catch mine and he nods once. “Yeah, I think we might.”

Digging in my front pocket, I pull out her keys, keys that I stole from her backpack yesterday. Tossing them on the bar, I tell him that I’ll text him her address later today.

“We’ll head out first thing in the morning,” he offers.

“Appreciated, whatever you want for compensation, you let me know, yeah?”

“How about you owe me?”

“Fuck,” I bite out.

He laughs, knowing that it’s going to benefit him for me to owe him more than cash ever would.

Leaving the bar, I decide to go and talk to Dragon. I want to ask him some more about Jaguar and his bullshit. I was too angry yesterday to demand any details, and now that I’m calmed down a bit, I want to know exactly what the fuck is going on.

I don’t get far.

Sable stops me in the hallway just a few feet away from Dragon’s office door.

“She’s really pretty,” she says, extending her arm as she places her palm against my chest

Looking down at her hand, I flick my gaze back up to meet hers. Clearing my throat, I reach out and wrap my fingers around her wrist. This bitch seriously has a hard-on for trouble. As if Trista didn’t fuck her up just months ago, not only does she come back, but now she’s messing with me of all people.

“She’s fuckin’ gorgeous,” I grunt.

She hums. “Yeah, she really is.” Her hand slides down to my waist, then she cups my dick and squeezes. I can’t keep the rumbled groan from escaping my lips, my gaze never breaking hers. “When she’s gone, I want to be in your bed, Hawk.”

“In my bed?” I ask.

She smiles, licking her lips. “I don’t have to be anything other than your fuck toy, and I’ll still do my whore’s duties, but I want to end my nights with your cock inside of me.”

“Why?” I grunt.

Sable sighs. “You’re just that good, Hawk. I want all of you, all the time.”

The offer is nice. Fucking with zero commitment. No feelings to get in the way, but Sable’s cunt has teeth and I know they’re itching to sink deep into me, anyway that they can. I have free pussy anytime I want it, so her offer isn’t that enticing.

“Sorry, babe,” I grunt, reaching for her wrist and tugging her hand off my cock. “I have any pussy I want here, any way I want it, including yours, and I like my space.”

Leaving her, I don’t head toward Dragon’s office, instead I make a detour to talk to Keaston. I haven’t seen him since we arrived and I want to make sure he knows what the fuck is going on here.

Keaston isn’t hard to find, he’s leaning against the wall in the bar common area, beer in hand, his eyes search the room and he jerks his chin when they find mine. Making my way over to him, I stop a few feet in front of him and cross my