Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Hawk

HAVING KENDELL WRAPPED around me on the way back to the compound, is once again sweet torture. I've never felt the way I do when I'm close to the woman who consumes me every second of the day. Even occupying my dreams when I go to sleep at night. When I'm done doing what I gotta do at the clubhouse or with work, I head home every single night. With everyone at the clubhouse, it didn't make sense for me to go out to the house I have here on the compound. Not unless I want solitude and to be completely on my own. Now, when I'm at the house, I spend my time watching Kendell at the house and wait for any sign of her to step outside. I don't fucking know what the hell is going on with me, but something has to give one way or another. I either need to forget all about the sexy, curvy woman or I need to fuck her and get her out of my system.

After dropping Kendell off at her house. I head back to the clubhouse to help finish getting ready for the cookout. It's a last minute thing and I have a very good idea why the fuck this is happening today. The girls have waited three weeks and haven't seen a single sighting of Kendell. None of them were in the common room earlier when she came in crying. They want to bring her into their fold and this is the reason for our cookout today. Not that we really need a reason to have a cookout or party. Waking up on a daily basis is reason enough for us to have a party or cookout with our family. No, this is all about Kendell. That's why Zoey was sent in to ask her to show up.

Alex, Reagan, and Zoey are all amazing women with huge hearts and encompass the meaning of being kind and loving. Zoey just has a certain way about her that's less brash and hard than anyone else. At least when it comes to meeting new people. Zoey doesn't let anyone walk all over her, but she's the one they sent to Kendell because she'll be able to drag her out of her shell and get her to open up in ways the others can't. I have a feeling Kendell will fit right in with the ol' ladies and become a part of the club no matter what happens moving forward. I just can't let myself think about her in any other way than a woman whose sister we're helping while giving her a safe place to stay because of the threat against her.

"Where do you need me?" I ask Alex as she rushes out of the kitchen like her ass is on fire.

"Hawk, thank God!" she says, stopping in her tracks and turning to face me.

"We just lost all of the chicken and ribs. The platters they were on fell off the island. Can you run out and get some more? The only thing we got is burgers and hot dogs for the kids left. I don't know what the hell we're gonna do," she asks me, her voice frantic with worry.

"Calm down, Queen. I got you. I'll be back as soon as I can," I assure her before grabbing my keys out of my pocket and heading for my truck.

I really hate taking my cage, but there's no way I can get enough meat for everyone here and bring it back to the clubhouse on my bike. That's just not feasible. Getting in my truck, I start it up and head away from the compound. Turning the music up louder than necessary, I open all the windows and make my way through town toward the store. They're used to us going in there on a regular basis and buying a ton of food at once. It took them a while from what I understand, but now no one blinks an eye when we show up and take carts of food and other supplies out of here. I just laugh because no one has a clue how much food we actually go through at the clubhouse on a daily basis. The ol' ladies have started shopping at one of those stores where you can buy things in bulk and head there more often than not to save money and get more of what we like to keep stocked.

After making the run to the store for Alex, I made it back and now I'm in the yard with a cold beer in hand as the music pumps through the speakers and the air is filled with the savory aroma of the food we'll be eating today. My mouth is already watering with the thought of filling my plate up and eating all this delicious food that has been made for the day. The ol' ladies definitely outdid themselves. We've got so much meat, salads, chips, salt potatoes, roasted vegetables, fruit, and so many damn desserts. There are three tables loaded down with food of all kinds and that's not counting the meat that's still being grilled by Reaper and my dad, Crow.

I'm sitting in a chair on my own as I watch Kendell get introduced to Alex and Reagan. She just got here and Zoey immediately called her over to them before she could turn around and head back home. Yes, that's exactly what Sparky was gonna do. I could see it written all over her face as she took in the yard. It's filled with every member of the club, the Prospects are moving around and doing what the ol' ladies tell them to, while the kids are either with one of their parents or wandering around the yard under the watchful eye of all of us. All three ol' ladies are off to the side under one of the trees so they're in the shade.

Reagan pulls up a chair for Kendell to sit in and I keep an eye on them as they talk. It doesn't take long for Kendell to laugh at something Reagan is telling her. I can only imagine it's some story about what idiots we all are. Reagan and Zoey have so many stories about Savage and I'm sure they're sharing all of them. Alex has her own stories about the club and things she's witnessed us do over the time she's been here.

"What's goin' on, Hawk? I haven't seen you around lately," Cash, my best friend asks, taking a seat next to me and drinking his own beer while looking around the yard.

"Not much. Just been workin' and keepin' an eye on things," I answer him without taking my eyes off Kendell.

"Yeah. I see what you've been keepin' an eye on. We all do, Hawk," Cash states as I finally turn to face him.

"What the hell are you talkin' about?"

"I'm talkin' about you headin' home every night and it just so happens that your house isn't all that far from the newest woman to move onto the compound. You gonna claim her?" Cash asks me, taking a long pull of his drink as he stretches his legs out in front of him.

"Why does everyone keep fuckin' askin' me that shit? I've never once said I was ever gonna claim an ol' lady. You're at least the second or third person to ask me that shit in the last few weeks," I bark out, trying to keep my voice low so no one else overhears our conversation. These bikers are worse gossips than the ol' ladies and Fallen girls.

"We're askin' you this shit because we've never seen you actin' this way about a woman. You're distracted and rushin' home. I can count on one hand and still have fingers left over the number of times you've been to your house since it was finished. Until a few weeks ago that is. Now, you're there every night. Instead of drinkin' and partyin' here, you rush out and don't talk to anyone. I'm just makin' sure you're okay. If you wanna claim the girl, fuckin' do it," Cash says, lowering his own voice as Greg makes his way past us and heads inside the clubhouse while looking down at his phone.

Greg's been on his phone a lot lately. When he's supposed to be working for the club, I always see him pulling it out and messaging or calling someone. I don't know what the fuck is going on with him, but it might be time for me to check out who he's in contact with.

"I don't know what the fuck is goin' on with me, Cash. She's got my fuckin' head turned around and everythin' I thought I wanted isn't good enough anymore. For the first time in my life, I want to get to know a woman and not just how she tastes or sounds when I'm fuckin' her. I need to know every secret she carries and learn what she wants in life. I want to protect her, love her, and make sure she knows I'll have her back no matter what's goin' on around us.

"She caught me fuckin' Legs in the gazebo one day and stayed to watch. I went to talk to her later and she has no fuckin' experience. She said she's had sex, but I can guarantee it was vanilla and nothin' like what she deserves. Her father raised her to believe she's a whore because she's had sex before she got married. I bet she doesn't even touch herself. That's not the kind of woman I've ever been interested in and you know it," I tell my best friend as I take a sip of my beer and continue watching Kendell from across the yard.

"So, what the fuck are you gonna do about it?" Cash questions me as if it's as simple as that.

"I don't know. I don't want a relationship and she admitted to never bein' in one. I don't think she wants to be in one either," I answer him, finally pulling my attention away from Kendell and looking at Cash.

"Who says you have to put a label on things right now? Let things happen as they happen and go from there. If you have sex and want more, fuckin' have. If it ends up bein' a one and done, that's okay too. If you don't take that chance, you might miss out on the best fuckin' thing in your life. I should know," he says and I know exactly where his mind has drifted to. It's not my story to tell though.

"We'll see what happens," I grumble, not committing to anything as I feel Kendell's eyes on me from her seat.

"You both look at one another the same way. Both of you are half in love already and fightin' that shit harder than hell. I've never known you to beat around the bush, Hawk. Don't fuckin' start now because this girl makes you feel shit you haven't felt before. Take the fuckin' chance and see what happens," Cash says before getting out of his chair and leaving me alone to ponder his words while putting my attention back on Kendell.

The cookout has been going on for a few hours now. We've all eaten our fill of food and the kids are sleeping on a large blanket over by the ol' ladies. I'm surrounded by my brothers as we talk and laugh but my eyes never stray far from Kendell where she remains with the ol' ladies. Most of the guys have made their way over to their group and I've watched her get introduced to them all. Most of them have flirted with her and made her blush. That shit pisses me off. None of these guys should be flirting with her at all. The worst one was Eagle. My own fucking brother. The entire time he was talking to her, he kept his eyes on me and a smirk covering his face. Yeah, he knew exactly what the fuck he was doing. Asshole!

"Savage!" Reagan suddenly calls out as the ol' ladies all jump out of their chairs and surround Zoey. "Zoey's water just broke. Get the fucking truck back here."

Savage drops his bottle of water to the ground at his feet and races around the side of the clubhouse. In seconds, he's back in his truck and heading straight for his woman. We all move closer as Trax races over to help him get Zoey loaded in the back of the truck with Savage while Trax and Reagan jump in the front seat. Alex and Kendell remain with the kids as Trax takes off. The rest of us all run around the clubhouse and jump on our bikes to follow them to the hospital. I want to bring Kendell with me, but I don't have time to argue with her about going. She'll tell me she doesn't belong and all that shit. So, I leave her behind and head out with my brothers.

It doesn't take us long to catch up to the truck. We surround it while racing through town. Titan is ahead of us all, making sure no one gets in the way of us. I remain at the back of the truck so I can pull over if a cop gets involved. There's no reason for all of us to stop when I can let the cop know what's going on and that we do have a reason to be speeding through town. Finally, we get to the hospital without incident. Titan already has a small group of staff outside with a gurney. They walk right up to the truck as Savage gets his woman out and lays her gently on the gurney before they all rush inside.

The rest of us park our bikes and Trax moves the truck before we all head inside and up to the maternity ward. I really hate being here, but I'm not going to remain at the clubhouse when I can be here supporting a brother and his ol' lady as they welcome the newest member of our family. So, we all show up and will remain here for as long as it takes. Cash and I take seats with everyone else in the waiting room. We get more than a few looks from everyone here waiting for their family members to have their babies. Most of the women, old and young, eye us with appreciation while the guys are weary with so many of us sitting in here at one time. I want to stand up and yell that we're just here to wait for news of our family, but I don't. There's no reason to cause a scene like that. So, I keep my eyes straight ahead and wait with everyone else.

"They're takin' Zoey back for one of those cesarean sections. One of the babies is in distress and they don't want to wait to see if they can get things turned around. Savage is goin' back with her and Reagan will be out the second they move Zoey," Trax informs us after a few minutes as he walks over to take a seat in front of the rest of our group.

"I hope everythin' is okay," I mutter as Cash nods his head in response.

We all sit down and wait as Reagan finally enters the waiting room and lets us know they just went to the operating room and Savage will give us an update as soon as they have one. None of us know what they're having and it's because neither one of them wanted to find out the gender of the twins. So, we support that and will wait until they're born before finding out what they have.

Trax pulls Reagan into his arms and holds her while we continue to wait. It feels as if hours pass before Savage walks out to the waiting room and stands still for a few minutes. His face is pale and he's shaking from head to toe. Reagan jumps out of her seat and makes her way over to her twin. She wraps him in her arms and they talk quietly for a minute before Savage looks up at the rest of us.

"We're the proud parents of two healthy baby boys. They're actually late in terms of twins and Dr. Morris was already plannin' on inducin' her in the next day or two if Zoey didn't go into labor on her own. My girl is doin' good too. She's very sleepy though. Zoey is still down in recovery and they've got the boys in the nursery to clean them and do whatever else they have to do. I'm headin' there now to keep an eye on them. Zoey will be up soon, but she'll be pretty out of it. They don't want too many visitors in with her today. Tomorrow you guys can all come back and meet the babies and check on Zoey," Savage informs us as he lets a large smile cover his face.

We all start cheering at the good news. Surrounding Savage, we quickly give him hugs before he disappears to the nursery where his boys are. I can tell he's torn between being with them and Zoey. It's a hard pill to swallow knowing no matter what you do, someone you love will be on their own. But, I know Reagan isn't going anywhere and she'll be in the room with Zoey the second she's brought back.

"I'm gonna head out," Cash says as we go to move around the waiting room.

"I'll go with you. There's no reason to hang out now that we know they're all okay and safe. Tank and Maddie will show up before too long with the triplets, Slim, and Playboy. I guarantee her entire family from the Wild Kings and Phantom Bastards will soon be in town. We should probably get the extra rooms and apartments ready for them to stay in," I tell him as Reaper steps in behind us.

"I'm already on it. Alex and Kendell are gettin' all that shit organized. Right now they're cleanin' up from the cookout with the Prospects and Fallen girls helpin' them. The second everythin' is put away, they'll get started on makin' sure the rooms are ready. Though, I have a feelin' Tank and Maddie will be stayin' with Savage and Zoey up at the house to help them with the boys. So, the rest of us will make sure we got everythin' ready and hang out before comin' back up tomorrow to meet the newest members of our family," our President states as most of us make our way down to the first floor and out of the hospital so we can get back to the compound.

I was planning on going home when we got back, but now I know I'll be at the clubhouse if that's where Kendell is. I want to make sure she's okay and doesn't get scared by anyone there. She's not here for guys or sex and it's only right that I make sure all the guys understand that shit instead of trying to take her to bed and treating her like one of the Fallen girls. I'll gut a fucker for pulling that shit with Kendell. Fuck them all for thinking she's available to them in any capacity.