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Tate looked at me, his eyes shrouded with uncertainty “I didn’t knohat the fuck I was doing, Hawke What if the running, the hiding, are all Matty remembers?”

I wanted to reach for Tate again…badly But I kept ether in front of aze “Matty’s an incredible kid, Tate He’s happy, sweet, funny, kind-hearted…that doesn’t just happen He’s like that because of you – because of everything you did for hi to re his Dad is”

A sraced Tate’s mouth and I desperately wanted to lean in and kiss him I had no doubt that he would have let ht because he sucked in a breath and stared at roaned when he parted his lips and his tongue darted out to ht

“We should get going,” Tatehis eyes away He clilance over his shoulder attowards the car, I reached out to grab his arm

“Youfor a bit?” I asked as I fished the car keys out of my pocket and held them out

He studied ave hirew heavy as Tate got us back on the road and even though I tried to focus on the scenery flying by, I couldn’t stop lanced at ht beforeat me like that

Chapter Twelve

Tate

I needed to get a grip That was all there was to it

Easier said than done as I cast another glance at Hawke as his eyes closed and his features relaxed enough that the never-ending look of pain that always seemed to be etched into every line of his face finally disappeared I forced h all I really wanted to do was reach over and touch Hawke It didn’t matter where…I just wanted to feel him