The Biker's Fate Chapter 15

Danielle

I glanced up at Austin and raised an eyebrow. He shook his head and gave me an "I'll explain later" look. I took Lily's hand and rose to my feet. "How about we find somewhere a little more private to fix your jeans, hmm?" She gripped my hand and I handed Austin my wine as I narrowed my eyes at him. "Glue."

He smiled and gave me a chin lift in response.

I walked Lily to a little alcove behind the pool table where computers were set up along the window, and helped her with her tiny little motorcycle boots (seriously adorable) then I removed her jeans and helped her put them on the right way. "How did they get off you, baby?"

"I was going potty and I took them off," she said, as though it was obvious.

"Good job," I said. "Did you go potty by yourself?"

She nodded her head. "I can go like a big girl."

"I bet you can. But if you need to go potty again, how about you come find me if you can't find your daddy, okay?" I smiled. "That way we can make sure your jeans fit right."

I led her back out in the common area, just in time to see Tiff walking into the room, her body wrapped around a really good-looking man who looked to be in his early thirties. He was tall and lean, had dark blond hair, deep green eyes, and a handlebar moustache that covered full lips. I had never been one to find the meth dealer look appealing, but this biker rocked it.

"Daddy!" Lily squealed, and pulled away from me to make a run for him.

Tiff looked somewhat put out as the man caught his daughter, scooping her up in his arms and kissing her, but she schooled her features and made a good show of looking interested in the little girl.

"Where have you been, little girl?"

"The pwetty wady helped me," Lily squeaked, pointing at me.

The man followed her hand and raised an eyebrow at me. "Did she?"

"I had to go potty, Daddy, and I went all by myself, but my pants didn't fit."

His eyes swept the room. "Where's Sally?"

"I don't know, daddy. She leff."

I heard the exchange as I made my way back to Austin. He slid his hand around my waist and kissed my temple. "That's Hawk," Austin whispered. "His old lady bailed on him three years ago, leaving him with Lily."

I frowned. "Seriously?"

He nodded and gave me a gentle squeeze. I focused back on the conversation, but found my hand gripped again by a familiar little one. I hunkered down beside Lily again. "Hi, honey."

"Hi, wady. I fugot you name."

I smiled. "Dani."

"Fank you for hepping me, Dani."

"You're welcome, honey."

"That goes for me, too," a deep voice said, and I looked up... way up, to see Hawk standing in front of me.

I stood and smiled. "No problem."

I was pulled tightly against Austin again and I had to grab his waist to keep from falling into him.

"Hawk," he said.

"Booker." Hawk gave him a chin lift and then turned to me again. "What's your name, babe?"

"She's with me," Booker said.

I reached out my hand. "I'm Dani."

"Dani." Hawk took my hand and gave me a sexy smile. "You're good with kids."

"Thanks. I love kids."

"What's your story?" he asked.

"I don't have a story." I smiled. "I'm pretty boring."

"I doubt that," he said, still holding my hand.

Austin stepped in front of me, effectively forcing me to step back.

Hawk dropped my hand and Austin scowled. "What are you doin', Hawk?"

"Just makin' conversation, Book."

"Fuck off."

"Austin," I hissed, glancing down at Lily. "Language."

"Yeah, Austin," Hawk droned with a shit-eating grin. "Watch your language."

"Daddy, can I have a cookie?" Lily asked, and Hawk scooped her up.

"What kind ya want?"

"Tocket Tip."

"One chocolate chip cookie comin' up," he said, and carried her toward the kitchen.

Austin grabbed my hand and tugged me away from the group, pulling me into the alcove I'd been in with Lily just minutes before. Pushing me against the wall, he covered my mouth with his and kissed me like his life depended on it. I kissed him back, but didn't let myself lose focus.

"Hey, what was that all about?" I asked after I broke the connection.

"Hawk can be an asshole."

"Okay. But he wasn't being one just then, honey."

"He was." Austin took a deep breath. "In his own way."

"There's obviously a story there."

He nodded. "Later."

"Are we going to hide here for a while?"

Austin chuckled. "I'd rather take you upstairs."

"Me too, honey... but it's not gonna happen tonight."

"Dani, Dani," Lily squealed as she rushed into the alcove, chocolate covering her face.

"Someone has a shadow," Austin grumbled.

I grinned and knelt in front of Lily. "How was your cookie?"

"I got you one."

"You did?"

She nodded and slipped her hand into her pocket, pulling out the crushed remnants of a cookie and holding out her palm. "Oops."

I laughed. "It's okay, baby. Let's get you cleaned up and find your dad, okay?"

"Glue, babe," Austin said as I stood.

I rose up on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly. "Glue, honey."

Walking Lily to the kitchen, I lifted her onto the counter next to the sink and turned on the water. The room was empty, so I found soap and paper towels in a cabinet above the sink. At least whoever stocked the kitchen had the forethought to keep things like this out of reach of little hands.

"Let's wash those hands." I helped her with the water and then wiped down her face, before setting her on the ground again. Her jeans would need to wait for the washing machine, but for now, she was good to go.

"You could have found me," a deep voice said.

I started a bit and turned to find Hawk lurking near me while I dried my hands. Lily had skipped off somewhere else, obviously perfectly comfortable in her own skin.

"She found me," I said, and smiled. "I didn't mind."

He crossed his arms. "She likes you. She doesn't typically like women. Used to men, 'suppose."

"You're raising a really sweet little girl."

"Seriously. What's your story, Dani?" he asked. "How'd you meet Booker?"

"I got lost and broke down outside the wrecking place. Aust—ah, Booker, came to my rescue."

"What do you do? You know, for a livin'."

"I teach kindergarten," I said.

Hawk dropped his head back and laughed. "You're shittin' me."

"Babe," Austin said from the threshold. "Ready to go?"

I nodded, dropped the paper towels I'd used to dry my hands in the garbage can next to the island, and skirted around Hawk to get to Austin. "Nice to meet you," I said.

"You too, babe," Hawk replied just as Austin grabbed me and kissed me a little too intimately before sweeping me out of the kitchen and back up to his room.

"Fuckin' asshole," he snapped, and slammed the door shut.

"Who?"

"Fuckin' Hawk."

"Okay, you need to tell me what's up with him. He was really nice to me, honey, and Lily's adorable."

"He wants you."

"What?" I squeaked.

Austin scowled. "He's got his fuckin' sights on you, which means I have to deal with his form of bullshit."

I don't know why, maybe it was the wine, but his little jealousy-induced hissy sent me into a giggling fit.

I quickly found myself lifted and dropped onto his bed, his hands at my waist. "You find this funny, huh?"

I tried to scooch away from him, nodding as I continued to laugh uncontrollably.

"Fuck, baby, you're gorgeous," he rasped as his hands left my waist and moved under my cami to cup a breast.

I arched into his hand as he pushed up my clothing, bra and all, and drew one nipple into his mouth, then the other. How he did it, I have no frickin' clue, but he removed the top half of my clothing faster than I was ready for. He tugged off his cut and shirt and then he was back to laving attention on my breasts again.

The feeling of his smooth chest against mine was delicious. I'd messed around with a couple of high school boyfriends a few times, but no one this muscular, and then there was Steven who was more fuzzy teddy bear than hot biker sex machine. God, Austin was irresistible.

He moved his mouth from my breasts to my lips as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. His hand slid inside, under the band of my panties, and between my legs. I squirmed at his touch, his thumb sliding to my clit.

"Soaked," he whispered against my lips.

I nodded, my breath coming in short bursts.

He grinned and slipped two fingers inside of me. "Beautiful."

I stroked his cheek as he intensified the pressure. "Back atya."

I was just about to come when a banging at his door had him yanking his hand away from me and sitting up while I whimpered in frustration.

"What?" Austin demanded.

"Booker, Prez needs you," Mack called.

"Can it wait?" he bellowed.

"No."

"Fuck," he grumbled. "Gimme a minute," he called, climbing off the mattress and heading to his bathroom.

I covered my face with my hands while he washed up. The touch of his lips on my stomach had me cupping his face.

"I'm sorry, baby. Shit's happening right now."

"Can you call me a cab?" I asked, sitting up and searching for my clothes.

"Stay."

"No. I think I should go," I insisted. "We can't do this right now, honey. Not yet, anyway, and if I stay, it'll be too hard to stop."

He frowned. "I'll have Mack drive you home."

"Will he mind?"

He shook his head. "Give me a minute."

I nodded and he stepped out of his room as he pulled on his shirt. He peeked inside, made sure I was dressed, and pushed open the door. "Mack'll drive you."

"Okay, thanks."

He cupped my face and kissed me quickly. "Text me when you get home."

"Okay, honey."

He ushered me out of the room and into Mack's capable hands, and then went to do the Prez's bidding. Mack dropped me home, walked me to the door and checked my apartment for who knows what.

Once he was gone, I locked up, texted Austin, and poured myself a glass of wine. I was too wired (and horny) to sleep.