He could never let her go.
* * *
Cara watched Hawk leave, tears wetting her cheeks. She felt cheap and played. She couldn’t believe he’d said that to her. His words were like daggers in her heart, but she didn’t expect anything more from him. Although, it was for the best, and her common sense told her this. She had hoped he cared about her a little, but in the end, it was like she’d feared it would be—just another fuck for the badass biker. Cara’s worst fears were realized, and she cursed herself for giving in to her desire. It would have been better never to have tasted him, to have felt his touch on her skin. She didn’t want to be another slut he fucked, but after what he’d said, she never wanted to see him again. Hawk was exactly what she thought he was—an asshole—and she was well rid of him.
Chapter Sixteen
“You fucked him?” Sherrie shouted into the phone.
“Yeah,” Cara groaned.
“How was it?”
“Awesome.”
Sherrie squealed, “I knew your sexy biker wouldn’t disappoint you. I’m so jealous.”
“He was amazing. He was rough and sexy, but also gentle. I’ve never had an experience like it before. You were right about taking the moment, and I’m glad I did. Now, I can move on and get back on track.”
“What are you talking about? You’re going to see him again, right?”
“No, it’s time for me to move on. It was great, but now I have to concentrate on my work and Luke.”
“Cara, what is the matter with you? You have a great guy who’s totally into you and gives you mind-blowing sex, and you want to end it? You want to fart around with Luke, who gets hard every time he sees your dad and thinks about his money? You’re way off on this one.”
“Luke isn’t that bad.” Cara giggled. “Anyway, Hawk and I have been lusting after each other since we met at Rusty’s, and now I’m just another babe he’s screwed. I know you want to make more out of this, but there isn’t anything there. It was lust, and now we move on.”
“I don’t know if we’re talking about the same guy, but he doesn’t see you as another notch on his belt. He has feelings for you. Can’t you see that?”
“That isn’t what he said,” Cara whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“He told me I was just one more slut he’d fucked,” Cara said, her voice breaking.
“And you believed him? What did you tell him before he said that? Did you say the crap you just told me about this being the only time, and it’s just lust and all that?”
“Maybe I said something like that.”
“That’s why he said that shit! He was pissed, and you hurt his feelings. He probably didn’t mean it.”
“He shouldn’t have said it, and he did mean it. I need to move on.”
“Cara, don’t close yourself to deep feelings. Explore this thing with Hawk.”
“There’s nothing to explore.”
“I know you too well, Cara. I’m your best friend. I just knew that if you ever got together with Sexy Biker, you’d sabotage any hope of a relationship with him. You have to get back on track with life. You gotta let a man into your life in a deep and trusting way.”
“I have. I’m going to the charity ball with Luke next Saturday. Hawk is out of my system, and I’m moving on.”
“Of course, you’ll go with Luke. He’s not a threat because you don’t have any deep feelings for him.”
“I’m glad you can read my mind and know all my feelings.”
“I just wish you would throw caution to the wind for once in your life. Just let yourself feel instead of always analyzing how to live your life.”
“Hawk was a one-time thing. It’s over. Gotta go. Later, Sherrie.”
Cara hung up the phone. Patting her forehead, she tried to wipe Hawk’s image from her mind, which wasn’t an easy task because the sex had been so mind-blowing, and remembering the things Hawk had done to awaken her body made her stomach lurch and her cheeks burn. Nothing in her lovemaking with Trevor even compared to what she had shared with Hawk. She almost lost her mind when his warm tongue licked her pussy; no man had ever done that to her. Trevor had been a selfish lover. He’d wanted her to suck him, but he’d never go down on her.
She had to stop thinking of Hawk and how deliciously wicked their sexual encounter had been. He exceeded her expectations, she’d give him that, but it was time to get back on track with her life. A thriving practice took a lot of time and energy, so she wouldn’t have time for him—not that he wanted to be with her, as he’d made very clear. Anyway, Hawk didn’t have a place in her life, and she didn’t plan on being his favorite slut to fuck whenever he wanted; no, his touches, his kisses, his cock inside of her had to be pushed back to the corners of her mind. Life was about beginnings and endings, and this thing with Hawk had reached its end. Luke would be her focus, and her life would return to normal. It just had to.