Derry’s POV
I can see Hawks struggle, he is tense, and he’s trying to block it from me through the bond, but it’s clear to see, he’s worried. He’d been almost silent whilst we ate, lost deep in his own thoughts.
When everyone had arrived at our cabin he’d looked ready to snatch me up and run away.
“I’ll be fine,” I reassure him again, and he pulls me to him, kissing me like it might be our last. He doesn’t pull away until Mickey clears his throat.
“Not to be a party pooper, but we are kind of on a timeline here, plus watching my cousin getting her mouth plundered is making me slightly uncomfortable,” Mickey whines and Hawk smiles against my lips.
I love you. Please be safe. Any sign of things going wrong, and you let me know, we will be right there,” his words whisper in my mind.
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