HAWK

As I drove us home, stopping briefly for takeout, my mind was churning. I needed to kiss Lila. Why was I hesitating? I was sure she wanted me to.

Maybe it was that she was so innocent. Something in her eyes told me that she wasn't used to being with men. If indeed it was her first kiss, I had to make it memorable.

I also couldn't make her feel cornered. Having a guy suddenly living in her space was enough to deal with, and I knew that my energy was a bit over the top sometimes.

I had probably overstepped my bounds when we were at the shop. But I couldn't let the other guys think for one second that Lila might be available. I had to find out what she was thinking.

We got home and had dinner, with Lila kicking my ass again at some of those weird trivia shows. When it started to get late, I caught Lila yawning.

"Rough day at the office?" I chuckled.

She rolled her eyes at me. "I did have a busy day of lounging planned, you know."

"I'm sorry. Did you want the new man of the house to tuck you into bed?"

She tried to glare, but ended up giggling. "Stop teasing me," she said, tapping her foot into my leg. "Stop acting like—" Those beautiful lips snapped shut.

This was my moment. Scooping Lila up in my arms, I walked toward her bedroom. She didn't protest, snuggling into my chest as if she were delighted to be there.

Setting her down, I said, "I'm closing the door for sixty seconds to let you change into your pajamas, then I'm coming in."

I heard scurrying before I even had the door shut. Around a minute later, I cracked the door an inch open.

"All clear," she called out.

Lila was already under the covers. I sat on the edge of her bed, fluffing her pillows and shaking her enough to make her grin.

"Am I the first man who's been in your bedroom?" I asked gently.

"Yes."

Leaning down, my thumb trailed along her jaw as I stared into those beautiful indigo eyes. "Has any man ever kissed you…while you were in bed?"

She smiled saucily, and her head shook slowly against my hand. For a split second I wondered whether I should ask for permission, but then she leaned up, meeting me halfway as our lips connected.

Instantly my senses were overloaded with her sweet fragrance, the softness of her skin, and her indescribable warmth. Our mouths moved together perfectly as the kiss deepened and my arms slipped around her.

I would have expected Lila's kiss to be tentative. Instead, her hands wound into the back of my hair, pulling me closer to lie down next to her in the bed.

Her hot little body under mine made my pulse quicken, the rush of lust swirling in my rigid cock as my breath caught in my chest.

I'd always been confident with women. Now, I was second-guessing every move. I needed this moment to be perfect. To let Lila know that I cared for her, not just the wildly luscious body that was squirming under me.

Her soft moan as my tongue slipped into her mouth made my fingers tighten against her skin. Lila rubbed her breasts against my chest, gasping as I cradled her body under mine. It felt like she wanted all of me, right now. I could have torn our clothing off and taken her immediately.

But as my lips lingered on hers, I forced myself to slow down. I couldn't ruin this by rushing. Since I was older, I really was going to have to pretend I was wiser, and do the right thing.

"Sweet dreams, gorgeous," I whispered, giving her one more searing hot kiss before laying her back on the pillow.

"Good night, Hawk." That sweet voice was going to bounce around my heart all night long.

I left her room and closed the door, then went into my new space and flopped down on the bed.

My name sounded so sweet on her lips. Maybe that was because she didn't know my other name.

I was the only one of my relatives ever to think that the family name was something to be hidden. But I wanted to be known on my own merit.

Some day, when Lila knew me better, I'd tell her how I had left my family circle. Hopefully she would laugh. And hopefully she would realize that it didn't have anything to do with who I was now.

All I had ever wanted to be with my own person. And now, Lila's man.