Hagen, Lynn - Hawk's Pretty Baby [Brac Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (8 page)

“Sorry, man.” Caden lightly tugged on his waist-length braid.

“It’s alright.” Storm removed his plait from Caden’s fingers, tapping knuckles.

“Okay, then, now that your bonding is out of the way, leave. Johnny needs to get dressed.” Cecil ushered the men from the room, closing the door.

Johnny emerged from the bathroom in just a towel, drying his hair with another one. “Let’s get you ready, buddy.”

Cecil combed Johnny’s beautiful hair out, wanting to play in it more than comb it. He added some moisturizer to it, then handed Johnny body lotion to put on. Once Johnny was dressed, he handed him some cologne. Declaring him ready, Cecil took him downstairs.

“Whoa, mama, look at you.” Storm whistled.

“Looking sharp, buddy.” Murdock winked.

“Oh, my god. You’re stunning, Johnny.” Jasper had been waiting in the den with Johnny’s food. “Guess you won’t need this then.” Jasper stood to take his plate to the kitchen. “I’ll put it away for later, okay?”

* * * *

“Okay. Thank you, Jasper.” Johnny sat nervously, waiting for Hawk, wanting to please and impress his mate. He hoped Hawk liked his clothes.

“You look great, pretty baby. Let me go shower and get ready.” Hawk came in the room and kissed Johnny on the forehead. He took off up the stairs.

Ten minutes later Hawk was escorting Johnny to his truck, lifting him into the passenger side and buckling him in, giving him a quick peck on the lips before sauntering around to his side. Johnny stared at him with drool. Hawk always looked good. Tonight he looked lickable. Johnny wanted to run up to their bedroom and have lots of sex with him. He giggled.

“What’s so funny, baby?” Hawk started the truck, pulling down the gravel drive.

“Nothing.” Johnny sat with his hands clasped in his lap, nervous. He hoped he didn’t embarrass Hawk by doing anything stupid. This was their first date, and he wanted it to go right.

“I can feel your nervousness. What’s wrong?”

“You can feel me?” Johnny fidgeted around trying to calm down.

“Yes, I can feel your emotions when we are close to each other, like in the same room or in the truck. Now tell me what’s wrong, pretty baby.”

“I just don’t want to make any mistakes and embarrass you.” Johnny dropped his head, picking at his jeans.

“Don’t you worry about that. You can’t embarrass me. Remember that. I’d have to care what people think, and I don’t.” Hawk reached over and patted his knee.

They pulled in front of a restaurant, and a valet took their truck while they headed inside. Hawk was the perfect gentleman. He took Johnny’s coat for him, pulled his chair out, and even placed the napkin in his lap.

Hawk ordered for both of them.

The food came, and Johnny’s eyes rounded at the delicious looking pasta. Cheese was melted everywhere! He ate very carefully, not wanting to make a mess of himself.

The date was going well so far, and Johnny was having a good time. He asked Hawk where the men’s room was, whispering that he had to tinkle.

Hawk laughed and pointed the way.

Johnny finished and was washing his hands when two men came in. They were staring at him funny. Johnny was trying to hurry up and dry his hands so he could leave.

One of the men cornered him “Are you the big guy’s twink? I’d rent you for a night. Hell, longer if you’re good.” He grabbed Johnny’s penis through his pants.

Johnny knocked his hand away. “Stop. Don’t touch me.”

“Come on, baby. Don’t play hard to get. At least not yet, that is.” The other guy pulled Johnny’s back to his chest, pushing his crotch into Johnny’s butt. He struggled to get free, but the other guy was pushing his crotch in front of Johnny, smashing their penises together.

Johnny began to whimper. He wanted Hawk. He didn’t want these men touching and pushing into him. The guy behind him put his hand down the back of Johnny’s pants, squeezing his butt.

“Stop!” Johnny fought them, thrashing around to break free. The guy behind him stumbled, his hand slipping out of Johnny’s pants. Johnny ran for the door, one of the men calling him a little bitch.

Johnny ran to Hawk, throwing himself at him, crying.

“What’s wrong, Johnny?” Hawk stood, pulling Johnny into his arms.

“Those men in the bathroom were t–t–trying to have sex with me,” Johnny cried into Hawk’s chest.

Hawk pulled Johnny into his arms and shot across the restaurant, slamming the bathroom door open. He set Johnny down then slammed the first guy into the wall, grabbing the second man by the throat and lifting him off of his feet. Hawk growled as the first man stumbled to the door, trying to get away. “No, the fuck you don’t.” He grabbed him by the scruff of his collar, yanking him back. Hawk repeatedly slammed them into the tiled wall until police stormed the bathroom.

Chapter Seven

It took six officers to get Hawk off of the two men. Johnny was crying in the corner as they handcuffed Hawk. Hawk fought the change. He knew he had to calm down or all of these witnesses were going to be mauled by a gigantic Timber wolf. It usually took another Timber wolf to negate the change. Hawk used every cell in him to stay human.

“Johnny. Go to our table and get my cell phone from the inside pocket. Push the number two button then the tic-tac-toe button. Maverick will answer. Tell him to come get you.
Don’t
leave till he comes. Understand me, pretty baby?” Hawk refused to allow the police to haul him away until his mate did as he was instructed. They finally stopped struggling to get Hawk out of there and allowed him to stand at the table as Johnny spoke to Maverick.

* * * *

Johnny sat at the table, waiting for Cecil’s mate to take him home. The police had put Hawk in the back of their car and drove him away.

Johnny was terrified as he sat in the middle of the restaurant with strangers staring at him, giving him mean looks. He wanted Hawk. Johnny began to silently cry. They had gone to the city for dinner. It was too far away for Johnny to walk home. He would just have to wait and hope no one else bothered him.

“Johnny!” Cecil ran across the room, pulling Johnny into his arms. “It’s okay, buddy. Maverick will get Hawk home for you, okay?”

“Okay. Can we go home now?” Johnny grabbed his pink coat and Hawk’s leather. Wanting the smell and comfort of his mate, Johnny donned the oversized jacket.

Maverick paid for their meal and took them home.

The guys swarmed Johnny as soon as he walked in. They wanted to know what had happened. Johnny told them what the two men in the bathroom did to him—everything—then he told them what Hawk did.

Remi walked Johnny over to the couch, sitting down next to him. Draping an arm around Johnny’s shoulder, Remi hugged him to his chest. “Are you okay, little man?”

Johnny ran his hand under his nose, sniffling. “Yeah, they scared me, but I’m okay. They took Hawk from me. Is he coming back?” Fresh tears ran down Johnny’s face as he buried it in Remi’s chest.

“Maverick is getting him right now. Don’t you worry.” Remi ran his hand over Johnny’s hair.

* * * *

Hawk was out of the truck before Maverick even parked it. He slammed through the front door. Hawk grabbed his little mate and crushed him against his chest. “Are you okay, pretty baby? Did they hurt you?”

“Can’t…breathe.” Hawk loosened his hold, staring down at his mate. He had been terrified to leave him in that restaurant by himself. Hunting those two and finishing what he started was forefront on his mind.

“They didn’t hurt me, just scared me. They wouldn’t stop touching me. They called me a bitch and a twink. What’s a twink? They put their hands in my pants, too.” Johnny leaned closer, talking low into Hawk’s ear. “They grabbed my penis, too. And pushed theirs into mine and my butt.”

Hawk threw his head back and howled with the overwhelming urge to hunt, the change coming over him with the need to finish what he had started.

Johnny continued to whisper in his ear, “Hawk, we’re not in our bedroom, you can’t do that.”

How the hell did his mate make him laugh at a time like this? Hawk crushed Johnny to him again. He knew that if Johnny hadn’t escaped, he would have been raped. Hawk fought the madness trying to take over. His mate had been touched by another, two of them. Instincts drove him to kill them, but he sat with his mate, fighting the pull. Closing his eyes, Hawk laid his head back on the couch, just holding Johnny. How had a perfect date gone so wrong?

* * * *

Hawk knocked on Maverick’s office door. “Can I talk to you a minute?”

“Sure, come on in.”

Hawk took a seat in the plush leather chair in front of his Alpha’s desk. Looking around, he noticed something for the first time. “Where’s Kota?”

“My Beta is taking care of some business for me out of town. He should be home soon. Why? Did you need him for something?”

“No, just noticed he wasn’t around.”

“If you are just now noticing, then maybe you need a vacation. He’s been gone for days.” Maverick watched the Commander carefully. He had noticed changes in him since finding his mate. Most were good, considering he hadn’t seen the man laugh in a very long time, but his temper had gotten worse.

“About today. I didn’t mean to bring attention to us. My mate was assaulted, and I defended him. I don’t regret it and wouldn’t change it. I just wanted to apologize for the spotlight that’s on us now.” Hawk rubbed his temples. He had had a headache since the whole incident, finally calming down enough to release Johnny, which his mate was grateful for. He kept crying, and he couldn’t breathe.

“I understand why you did it, Hawk. I would have done the same. We’ll figure out how to get out of this. I retained an excellent attorney. He may be able to get the charges dropped. Just stay in the house and tend to your mate. No more fights.”

Maverick pulled on his soul patch, wondering how Hawk had managed not to shift and kill everyone in that bathroom. He would have. Blood would be spilling if Cecil had been hurt. His mate had been through enough. Maverick pushed that thought away because it still angered him.

“Thanks, Maverick.” Hawk sighed deeply. All he had wanted to do was take his mate out and show him off.

Going on the hunt for his mate, still wanting to hold him in his arms, Hawk found Johnny in the kitchen, eating the food Jasper had cooked for him earlier. “Still hungry?”

“Yeah, this is really good. Jasper can whip something up for me anytime.” Johnny shoved another forkful into his mouth, swallowing it down with his orange soda.

Hawk stood there, watching his mate. He couldn’t believe how much the little guy had changed his life, and he couldn’t imagine a life without him. Johnny was slowly coming out of his shell and finding out who he was. Hawk was proud to be there to see it all happen. Still, he hadn’t asked him about his home life though, fearing it would upset his mate to relive it. Hawk felt humbled to have someone like Johnny to love him.

“You okay, Hawk? Why do you look sad?” Johnny put his fork down and wiped his mouth, scooting his chair back, and hugging Hawk.

“I’m okay, pretty baby. You wanna play some video games?”

“How about pool? I never learned how to play.”

“Pool it is. Come on.” Hawk held his hand out and led his baby into the den.

Kicking Murdock and Cody away, Hawk showed Johnny how to play, keeping the rules simple. They started to gain an audience as Johnny got better. Hawk had another epiphany about his mate show Johnny something once and he mastered it. He was starting to think that the diagnosis had been wrong. Maybe his mate had just been shy and timid. Maybe no one had ever taken the time to show him how things worked. Hawk was starting to believe that Jonathan Stone was
not
mildly retarded, just misunderstood.