Hawk's Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 1) by Chiah Wilder Read Free Book Online Page B

familiar to her. Even through the thick windows, she heard the Harley’s engine purr.
    Hawk simulated a kiss in her direction, and Cara stood transfixed as he made a U-turn and rode down Main Street until he disappeared.

Chapter Five
    A s the day wore on, Cara couldn’t get her encounter with Hawk out of her mind. She couldn’t believe she’d acted like such a slut. How could I have let Hawk do those things to me? I hardly know him, and he’s my client. Damn.
    She had broken so many rules on so many levels. For some reason, he brought out this irrational, horny beast in her. She grudgingly admitted he was hot, but it went deeper than that. It was like he stirred up buried emotions, dark fantasies.
    Cara had always been a good girl: she did what her parents wanted, excelled in school, and she sure as hell didn’t sleep around. She was the type of daughter all parents wanted. But like any hot-blooded woman, she had a raging fire deep in her soul, and she wanted to experiment, to give in to passion. It was downright exhausting being the “good girl” all the time.
    Hawk was the first man who’d brought those deep-seated desires to the surface. The first time she saw him at the biker bar, he drew her in and stoked that fire inside her. It wasn’t love at first sight—no, it was more like lust and restlessness crashing together. Since that night, the volcano within her had started to erupt.
    Cara had never been with a man who was so blunt, demanding, and confident. Hawk was exciting and dangerous, and the perfect break for a controlled good girl. The problem was he was her client and was from the wrong side of the tracks. A complicated mess was in store for her if she continued to give in to her emotions. Her mother had drilled into her the importance of keeping up appearances ever since she was a child, and she would hate to disappoint her parents or tarnish the family name.
    Just thinking about it made her stomach cramp. A distraction from her handsome client was necessary if she had any hope in jumping off this dark, dangerous ride.
    The buzzer on her landline startled her. “What’s up, Asher?”
    “A Luke is on the line for you. Says it’s personal.”
    “Okay, thanks. I’ll take it.”
    “I’m taking my lunch now. Did you want me to pick you up anything to eat?”
    “No, I’m meeting Sherrie for lunch. Thanks, though.”
    Cara pushed the flashing light on line one and said, “Hi, Luke.”
    “Hi, Cara, am I interrupting you?”
    “No, you’re not.”
    Luke Tanner was a junior associate in her father’s law firm, nice-looking, in a male model kind of way. He had all the credentials: good law school, corporate lawyer, good family breeding—exactly the kind of guy Cara should’ve been going out with. He was always polite and considerate on their dates, but Cara didn’t feel any excitement or danger with Luke, not like she did when she was around Hawk.
    Parents loved Luke and Luke loved parents, especially rich fathers like Cara’s dad. Luke had big plans for himself. He wanted to be partner by the time he turned thirty-eight (six more years), have a pretty, smart wife on his arm (Cara would do just fine), have a couple of kids (one of each sex would be great), and live in the Glenmore section of town in one of those mansions with a couple of servants to help out. Luke Tanner had big plans, and Cara Minelli was a key factor in them. What better way to advance his career than to marry the boss’s pretty and curvy daughter?
    Cara was bright, sexy, and a good girl. The way Luke saw it, her only flaw was that she was hell-bent on representing the dirt bags of the Earth. Not wanting to practice in her dad’s law firm perplexed Luke—she could be partner in a year, with her connections. Why she wanted to be around those lowlifes she called clients was beyond Luke’s comprehension, but he’d make sure that ended once she had his ring on her finger.
    “What’s going on?” she asked.
    “Rescuing me