Page 22 of Her Beastly Biker
My father, the great Frank Malone, takes a step back. “Do you even realize you have guns pointed at your head right now? Icould have you killed with a snap of my fingers. Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?” He tries to inject authority in his voice, but I sense the shakiness beneath it.
Hawk’s sneer is legendary. “Old man, don’t you think I’ve thought of that? I die, and every bit of intel I have about you goes to the right authorities. And I don’t mean the ones you’ve bought off. I mean the right ones, the ones who will finally you and your friends behind bars where you belong.” He takes a menacing step towards my father, who seems to shrink into himself. “I know exactly who you are. I know exactly the kind of people you hide behind. And they won’t take kindly to the secrets I can expose. And even if you kill me, even if you kill all of them,” he gestures towards the bikers behind him who rev their engines in response, “I’ve got those pieces of information in other hands. I know all about the crooked deals, the drugs, the trafficking, every damn fuckin’ thing…”
Hawk’s words seem to take a second to sink in and when they do, my father stumbles back, this time almost knocking my open-mouthed mother over. “You wouldn’t dare.” Frank Malone’s voice does shake now.
Hawk throws his head back and laughs. “Try me.”
Hawk turns his back to my father, effectively ignoring him. He reaches for my hands. “Will you come back with me, Maggie, please? I know what you saw. I know it may have scared you…”
I place my index finger on his lips. “No, I understand. I know you. They were bad guys if you hurt them. I know exactly what makes you tick.” I put my hand over his heart. “I know because I know your heart. I know because I love you.”
He sucks in a deep breath. “You do?” His voice is soft and hopeful and my heart melts.
“Yes, I do. Forever.”
He gives me a kiss that starts out as a quick peck, but quickly deepens. By the time he finishes the rest of the Savage Kings are hooting and my cheeks are red.
“I love you too, Magnolia.” His tone is teasing as he says the name I was born with.
I wrinkle my nose. “Nope, never call me that. I’ve worked hard to expunge that name from anything on the internet and I don’t want anyone else finding it out now.”
He nods and gives me a grin, sweeping his arm towards his bike. “Your chariot awaits, my Maggie.”
I turn around then, staring into the faces of my shocked parents. Behind them, others stand simply watching. I catch a few of the society women with small smiles on their faces and I feel as if I’m living out something they’ve only dreamed of in fantasies.
I look at the two people who made me, but never raised me. The people that were never my real home.
“I love you, Mama and Daddy. I have to go now.” There’s no animosity in my voice. I do love them, in a way. I always will.
My father says nothing. He simply stands there with a deep scowl. My mother, on the other hand, gives me a small smile.
“Goodbye, Mag…Maggie. I hope to see you again.” Her green eyes are wet with tears.
I blow her a kiss and turn. “I’m ready to go home now, Hawk. Take me home.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Hawk
She’s part of me now. -Hawk
I’ll never forget the first time I held her after we left. We pulled over at a hotel in Oklahoma, a place where the guy practically threw keys at us to get us out of his precious lobby.
I closed the hotel door behind me and took her in my arms.
“I’m so damn sorry, Maggie. I should have been there sooner. You shouldn’t have seen what I did to those guys. The whole damn thing should never have happened,” I murmur while burying my face in her hair.
She pulls back from me, and I groan in disappointment.What if she still can’t stand me? What if she can’t forgive me for the kind of man I am?
She puts a finger to my lips. “Shhh. I’m sorry I went there. I shouldn’t have. I should have talked to you first. And I knowwhatever those guys did, they must have been bad guys. I trust you. I love you.”
I haul her into my arms again and I kiss the top of her head. “Baby, I’ll take care of you, I promise. I may not be able to provide all the things that your family can. I mean, we may never be able to afford a big house or a lot of cars or anything like that.” I know I sound embarrassed, but I am. I don’t have a lot to offer her.
She pulls away just far enough to pull my neck down so that she can kiss me. I feel the sweet taste of her lips against mine and sink into the sensation.
When she pulls away, she has a grin on her face and her green eyes are dancing. “You’re an idiot. My idiot, but an idiot nonetheless.”
I cock my head to the side. “Why do you say that?” I lick my lips, still tasting her there.
