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Haasn’t a huge guy, but his bearing was Everything about hi room chair But I kneas the only one who saw it because he was so relaxed and at ease that it seeed there…with us I already knew hiuessed he had at least fifty pounds onto go by, it was all muscle Tribal tattoos covered his upper ar His jeans fit snugly across his thick thighs and he earing a pair of black steel-toed boots

I hadn’t ht he’d broken into ht of day, I finally had a chance to study theht cheek and jaw and went down his neck which had ure, but there was so innately beautiful about the that very few people could

I continued to steal looks his way as I took in the rest of hiht nose, wide, firlittering, unyielding dark blue eyes and closely cropped black hair The crow’s feet around his eyes hadhe was older than me by at least ten years which put hiold band on the ring finger of his left hand

I was still studying him when he suddenly looked at aze burning into me as I examined the thin, utilitarian carpet beneaththat was happening so I did what I always did when I needed to escape and began focusing on the things in the waiting room that no one else probably even noticed The shadows cast by the harsh overhead lights, the angles and planes of the furniture in the room…

“Mr Travers”

I snapped out of my reverie as soon as the nurse called my name and I quickly juers closed around s at the saut I forced myself to turn to look at him

“I’ll wait here,” he said

I nearly sighed in relief as I began to planus and I’d have to try to find a discreet nal the hospital staff for help, but all I had to do was make it a couple ht and then I’d tell the nurse to call 911 I ed a nod, but when I took a step forward, he didn’t release me and I held my breath

But with his next words, all my plans died an instant death

“Whatever you’re thinking of doing…don’t,” he said cal briefly at Matty His steely eyes returned to mine and then hisacross my skin “Unless you want everyone to know he’s not your kid”

Chapter Three

Hawke

Tate didn’t move after I’d spoken, even after the nurse called hinoring the zaps of energy that were surging through ers and up ive hi, but I didn’t her than it had been after I’d dropped down in the seat next to him at the check in desk a few minutes earlier As he walked away from me, I noticed Matty’s tired eyes on ave me a small wave and I had to steel myself not to return it I wasn’t here toand showing the little boy or his father any kind of compassion would make what I had to do all the harder

But as Matty’s eyes stayed onarea, I couldn’t stop e the child He sh the door and I felt my heart constrict painfully as I sat back down in the chair I could have gone with Tate for whatever tests the kid needed to have, but I’d held back because I didn’t want to knoas going on with him I had no room for pity