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Gracie?”
    A mixture of confused emotions seemed to sweep through me all at once, making me almost dizzy with it. I’d never seen this side of Hawk before, this lethal biker that I’d only heard rumors about on campus. At home he was so sweet and gentle with me. This side of him scared me a little. Yet, even while I was quivering with a new fear of him, I was trembling with something entirely opposite from fear.
    The possessiveness in his gaze, the tone of his voice, the very touch of his fingers on that little bit of bare skin between my jeans and work shirt was making my body heat with a need for him I didn’t completely understand. I felt my panties dampening; my nipples hardened and pressed achingly against the material of my cotton bra. Damn, why did I have to want him so fudging much? I’d never felt like this for any other man in my life. Not in high school and definitely not in college where I’d concentrated on my grades more than what was going on around me.
    And what had he said? That I was his?
    Was he for real? My suddenly pounding heart demanded to know. Or was he just trying to protect me from those he thought were a threat to me? I ached for it to be the former, but feared it was the latter.
    I licked my dry lips and watched in fascination as his gaze dropped to my mouth, watching my tongue skim over my lips nervously. “You can’t go around threatening people like that,” I breathed.
    The right side of his mouth lifted in a cocky half grin. “Watch me.” He lowered his head and pressed his warm lips against the tip of my nose. That simple, gentle kiss made my entire body go up in flames and I nearly melted against him right then and there. My eyes closed as I tried to hide the sudden sting of stupid tears. I wanted it to be true so badly; wanted to be his just as much as I wanted him to be mine and only mine.
    When he pulled back I snapped my eyes open, thankful that my tears had dried quickly. After only a small pause he raised his voice, speaking to everyone in the building it seemed, even though his eyes were still on me. “Anyone touches her, they’re dead.”
    A few people cleared their throats and coughed, but the room went back to its low level of conversation once more. And I just stood there, trying to figure out this man that still had his hand on my waist, his fingers rubbing little circles on my bare skin as if to soothe me. Of course, it did. His touch had a way of calming me even as it made me ache for something I had no right to ask for.
    I tried to find my voice. “I’m not yours,” I murmured. My heart broke a little more because I knew it was true, yet I wished differently.
    “You are, Gracie. You just don’t know it yet.” He lifted his free hand and pushed a few strands of hair that had fallen from my ponytail behind my ear. When my hair was in place his fingers lingered, trailing down my neck caressingly. I couldn’t contain the small shiver that his touch produced. “But you will, sweetheart. I can promise you that.”
    He stepped back and I felt like I could finally draw a deep breath again. “I’ll see you at home, darlin’.”
    Dazedly I watched him walk away. He nodded his head at Jack and left. I stood there, my knees feeling like they had been turned to jelly. When the door shut behind him I forced myself to get back to work.
    The construction workers still sitting in the booth behind me cleared their throats and I felt my cheeks fill with heat. Oh fudge . I was too embarrassed to turn around and tell them I was sorry. My friend had just threatened to cripple a nice guy and I didn’t know how to handle that. So, clenching my jaw, I approached Jack’s table, determined to pretend like that little scene had never happened. “Decided what you want to eat yet?”
    Jack’s eyes glittered up at me, still full of amusement. “You could do worse than Hawk Hannigan. He’s a good boy. I think I like you with him.”
    “I’m not with him,” I snapped. I was