Hiding Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter, #2)

Hiding Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter, #2) by Lila Rose Read Free Book Online

Book: Hiding Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter, #2) by Lila Rose Read Free Book Online
Authors: Lila Rose
life. From what she said, she's tried a few times to get away from her crap family, but they kept fuckin' her over. She wants a better life, and I reckon she's willing to fight for it."
    "There's still so much we need to know, but fuck, she needs help. No one, not in this day and age, should be sold to some cockhead as a goddamn slave," I growled.
    "She gonna stay here? We gonna help her out?" Dive asked, resting back into his chair more.
    Pick was the first to nod and say, "Yes, she's under Hawks' protection now." I couldn't blame the guy. He'd also had a fucked-up upbringing.
    "So, she's staying here?" Dive said again.
    "What are you getting at, fool?" I asked, leaning against the wall, my arms crossed over my chest.
    "It's just, you ain't the nicest person to a woman, only when you fuck 'em. Maybe she'd be more comfortable at my place. At least I'm nice."
    No fucking way. Not happening.
    Billy snorted. "She won't go anywhere else."
    "Why not?" Dive asked.
    "She feels safe with Dodge. He found her, and now she doesn't want anyone else to protect her," Billy said.
    "I don't think that's—" I started.
    "Brother," Pick interrupted, shaking his head. "She screamed out to stop the car because she couldn't see you . That's why we had to pull over until you were in front of us. Her eyes were glued to you the whole fuckin' way here."
    Holy motherfuckin' shit.
    "Serious?" I asked, just in case he was pulling my leg.
    "Dead set, brother."
    Rubbing a hand over my face, I asked, "How am I supposed to deal with that?"
    "I don't know, but she's drawn a connection with you, sees you as her hero or some shit. And if you think to even fuck her over in any way, you need to put your foot down now and tell her where your head is."
    "That's the problem." I sighed. "I don't know."
    "You need to find out, and soon," Pick said and stood from the table as Josie walked into the room.
    "Can someone help me get Willow to the bathroom? I don't want her walking on her feet just yet."
    Dive stood quickly. Without thinking, I pushed the fucker back into his chair.
    "Precious..."
    "I'm okay, Caden." She smiled sadly. "Are you?" she asked, and Pick nodded as he and Billy moved to her side.
    "We'll help her," Billy offered. Josie nodded and rested her head against his chest. Anything like what Willow's been through would cut a person up, but it'd be harder for Pick and Josie because of their fucked-up pasts. You could already see the bond Josie had formed with Willow. Josie wasn't one to touch a person, wasn't even one to talk really, even though the guys had brought her out of her shell more. She was great with people she'd known for a long time. Not strangers, though. Never strangers...except Willow.
    There was just something about the woman in the living room that bloody touched us all.
    Shaking my thoughts away, I walked out of the kitchen down the hall, past the bedrooms and bathroom and into the living room to find Willow still sitting on the couch. Her eyes were on the hallway, waiting, watching for someone to come back. I couldn't help but see her shoulders sag in...relief, maybe, when she saw it was me.
    Christ.
    Her soulful eyes did something to me, to my heart, making it beat faster, making it want to take a chance.
    Fuck, you can't, dickhead. Look at what happened last time.
    My hand went to the back of my neck and I rubbed it, trying to erase the sudden thoughts from my head.
    "You, ah, need a hand to the bathroom?" I asked Willow, distracting myself. She nodded and gave me a small smile that somehow sent a message to my dick to harden.
    Fuck.
    Walking up to her without words, I slid one hand under her legs as the other went to her back. I picked her small body up with ease and made my way down the hall while my cock thought it was party time and grew even harder.
    Control your fuckin' self.
    The bathroom door in the hall was already open and I could hear water running. I took a step in to see Josie leaning in, fixing the water pressure on the

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