Our parents raised us to be close, to look out for one another. I know whenever we visited our grandparent's, I took off to spend time with Pops and Roman, leaving Wrench behind, but I had no idea he felt this left out.
“Wrench,” He looks at me. “You know you mean the world to me, right?” He doesn't answer, just looks at me, and I feel like I've been punched in the gut. “Dom,” I grab the back of his neck and pull to me.
Fuckin' hurts that he feels like this.
“Don't go all pussy on me, Hawk.” He laughs. “I was just saying, that's all.”
“You mean the fuckin' world to me. Ain't no one I'd rather have up there with me, Wrench.”
He looks at me and smirks. “Guess I best be your ‘best man’ then.”
Chapter Ten
Brooke
I didn't want to leave Hawk's grandparents. I would love to have stayed there even longer, but it was time to come home. The past few weeks have flown by. Hawk and I found a beautiful little house to rent across the street from his parents. Not everyone's first choice is moving so close to their parents, but Hawk and I don't mind it. Taylor and I had so much fun painting Gabe's room, we laughed and talked about our men. Taylor told me stories of when she and Jack were young and the fun adventures they had. I find it easy to talk to Taylor; we have a close relationship.
Taylor is also brilliant with Gabe, and he loves her so much. I love watching him smiling at her each time he sees her. He's a real grandma's boy. Jack told me that Taylor was the same way with Hawk and Wrench. There aren't many souls in the world as pure as Taylor Anderson, and if my son has even half her grace when he grows up, I'll be proud to tell the world where it came from.
I've been learning martial arts of all sorts with Nova since we've been back. I learned from Maria that ever since Willow was almost killed, Nova has been holding self-defense classes for the women of the club, even the children on the weekend because she believes they have the right to protect themselves as much as we do.
I can't deny that she's a damn slave driver though. She pushes us all hard to prove we have more inside of us to give. In the beginning, it was really hard, and I wanted to give up almost instantly. Nova got up in my face and yelled at me. She told me the man attacking me, trying to rape me wouldn't care how weak I was, he'd get off on it. Then she told me that the same man would think twice going up against a woman who knew how to fight back and win.
It was hard to take; Nova is a scary woman when she gets going. However, I knew deep down that she wasn't trying to hurt me; she was trying to release the inner animal. It worked, Nova was right, and there was no way I would ever allow myself to be so weak a man would get the better of me, not without putting up a damn good fight.
All the training with Nova and the other women has helped me in many ways. I feel stronger minded, stronger in body. I feel happier within myself, and that makes Hawk happy, therefore making our little boy happy. That's all I want, a happy husband, and a happy little boy.
I also have a job now. I'm so pleased with myself. I'm working at Draven Vidal's restaurant. I'm primarily a kitchen hand at the moment, but I'm learning so much from Mario, the chef. He's funny, smart, and he doesn't mind showing me new things each day. I've always wanted to be a chef, or a cake baker, but I pushed it to the back of my mind years ago. Hawk encouraged me to go for it after coming home each day to find I'd baked or cooked something else he'd never tried. He loves my cooking, and I love feeding him.
Mario was so impressed with me that he called Draven in to see me in action. I'd made his favorite pasta dish, Rigatoni al Forno, a baked pasta dish with a splash of white wine. I watched nervously as Draven ate a forkful of pasta. His face gave nothing away. He swallowed, and looked at me for a moment before saying, ‘The only other person who could make that dish taste this good was my mother.’ My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help smiling wide. ‘Put it on the menu, Mario. Make sure Brooke is in charge of perfecting it.’
‘You got it, boss.’
‘Keep up the good work, Brooke. You'll be a chef in no time.’ Draven winked at me.
‘Thank you.’ I smiled, but I was overwhelmed, and so grateful that he thought so much of me.
The confidence I felt in myself that day has kept my work attitude upbeat for weeks. I love my job, and I love my life. However, Hawk wanted us to be married by now. He said that we should have been married by the end of last month. As badly I wanted to marry him, I didn't want a rushed wedding. I want to be married with my sister by my side. I want everything to be perfect. Rushing things, I know we'd miss something out. Something important.
I said that we could get married by the end of October, however. A Halloween wedding is just up my street. Hawk laughed and asked if we're going to dress like zombies for the ceremony. I playfully slapped his chest and told him no. Then Hawk said that as much as he’d love to give me the wedding of my dreams, he couldn’t wait all those months before we get married. I laughed because Halloween isn’t my dream wedding. I asked him if June was soon enough. Hawk told me that was still too long, but he finally agreed. Then he kissed the shit out of me. I had to pull away before I ground pussy against him until I came.
I've been so desperate to have him inside of me; it drove me crazy for days. God knows why I'm so horny for him, but I am. Luckily for me, the six weeks waiting period is over, I got the all clear from my doctor, and tonight, I want my man to make love to me.
I don't know if I did the right thing letting Taylor take Gabe for the night, but there's something I want to talk to Hawk about, and I don't want to be interrupted. I have to admit that I miss him already, and I feel terrible that I've allowed my six-week-old son to sleep away from me. I must say that Hawk was amused when he walked through the front door and I told him Gabe wasn't here tonight. I thought he'd be a little pissed at me, but he wasn't. He kissed me and told me he loved me, and as much as he loves Gabe, a night alone is just what we need.
I tried my hand at Orange Chicken with white rice for dinner. I wasn't sure it had turned out right, but Hawk ate three helpings before he finally told me, he'd have to work out twice as hard to keep the weight off if I kept feeding him so well.
I laughed so hard, happily even. It makes me feel so good to know I'm taking such good care of him. My life is almost perfect right now. I'm getting married soon to the man I love; I have my little boy, my own home to live in, and my huge chosen family. All that's missing from my life is my sister. I miss her so much it hurts to think about her.
As much as I miss Marnie, I have to push the thought out of my head, for now, there's something important I need to speak to Hawk about. I cleared away the dishes after dinner, made sure my kitchen was back to its rightful self. Now we're sitting curled up on the couch watching TV.
“Hawk, can we talk?”
“About anything you want.”
I lift my head from his chest to his shoulder, and I look at him as he continues to stare at the TV. I smile to myself; I don't see what's so interesting in an old car show. I smile, and lay my hand on his face, forcing him to look at me. “I'm trying to get your attention here.”
He laughs, grabs the TV remote, and clicks it off. “Sorry, baby.” He turns on his hip to better face me, and I shift so I'm a little more comfortable. “What do you want to talk about?”
I love him so much. The six week waiting period for us to have sex is over, our son is with his grandparent's, and my man still hasn't tried anything. I know he must have blue balls the size of an elephant by now. I don't think I could have been any more obvious tonight that I wanted him. Shy of stripped naked in front of him and yelling for him to fuck me, but I've never been that confident in myself.
“Do you wish we could have known about Gabe from the start? You know, wish you could have been there through the pregnancy and the birth?”
He looks at me for a moment before nodding his head. “I do, but nothing will ever change the fact it didn't happen. It doesn't alter how much I love him, Brooke, the bond i
s still so powerful.”
I smile because I know that to be true. Hawk and Gabriel have an incredible father-son bond. They're going to be close in the years to come, and that makes me so happy. So happy that I want to do it all over again, only this time, I want us both to experience everything.
I know my son isn't even two months old yet, and it's way too early to want another baby, but the fact remains that I do. I'm not saying I want it right now, but I don't want to wait too long.
“I want us to have another baby.” Hawk raises his eyebrow at me. “We didn't get to go through it with Gabe, and I want us to experience it all together. I'm not saying right now, I mean in a year or so. If you don't want any more kids, then that's okay.” It's not okay, but I can't push the subject if Hawk doesn't want any more children.
Don't get me wrong; I'm happy just Hawk, Gabe, and me. We don't need more kids to make us complete.
Hawk cups my cheek and smiles. I instinctively smile back because I can't help myself. “What are we waiting for?”
I open my mouth to reply, but he's on me like butter on bread. He's all over me, tongue fucking my mouth, hands tearing away my clothes. I'm not ashamed to be naked in front of him; he's seen me naked every day since I've been back. Having him as naked as I am, his body touching mine, his lips touching every inch of my skin.
He lays me down on my back, and I run my fingers through his hair, while he kisses my neck. I close my eyes and absorb the feeling of his mouth on my tender nipples. I'm hot and wet, and I ache so badly my stomach tightens each time his tongue flicks my nipple. “Dante,” I groan his name.
“What do you want, baby?” He asks while looking into my eyes. I see so much love in his eyes, and I hope he sees the same thing in mine.
“It's been so long since I felt you inside of me. We have all night to play, but I want you right now.”