Prowler: Forsaken Ones MC

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she asked.
     
    “Nope, but I sent them all to myself. It looked like only the emails from one sender were encrypted. I didn’t get to look long before he caught me snooping,” I told her.
     
    “How did you manage to get out of…? You know what? I don’t want to know. I’m just glad you’re okay. Can you forward me the emails? I can have someone go over them with encryption software and break them open,” she said.
     
    “Great. Yeah, I’ll send them as soon as we hang up. Then I’ve got to get off of here. I’m supposed to be in the shower,” I told her.
     
    “You know what I love about you, Felicity? You’re incredibly dedicated to your work. Just be careful not to get yourself into any trouble,” Kleo warned.
     
    “Please, that’s the only way I ever get anything done. And you know I’m right,” I joked.
     
    “Yeah, yeah. Just send me those emails and stay out of trouble. Keep checking in when you can.” She hung up.
     
    I quickly pulled up my email and forwarded everything over to her. I silenced my ringer and stuffed my phone back in my purse. I was surprised Hawk hadn’t come back yet. He must have found something else to do.
     
    I closed and locked the door before climbing into the shower.
     
    The hot water relaxed my tired, stressed muscles. I didn’t realize how stressful this job was until the water hit me. I had been on edge since the moment I walked into the club to meet Hawk. It had only gotten worse overnight and again this morning when he caught me snooping around.
     
    I closed my eyes against the hot water rushing over my body and let it relax me. Instead of running me off, he had taken me against his desk. He enjoyed challenging me. It seemed to excite him more whenever we went head to head, either with our wits or physically. I had underestimated him when I first made contact with him.
     
    I figured he would take me back to his place, screw my brains out, and leave me to my own devices overnight and in the morning before kicking me out. Instead, he let me share his bed. He was offering to buy clothes for me to wear and to clean my clothes for me. I didn’t get it. Was he going to ask me to stay longer? Did he really want more punishment from me?
     
    It had felt like he had wanted to say something else to me afterwards. There was something on his mind, and I wondered what it was. He didn’t seem like the kind of person who would hold back when it was time to say something, so it was odd for there to be something he wouldn’t say to me. I felt like I was starting to figure out what that something was, though.
     
    I didn’t want to admit to myself that it really seemed like he was going to ask me to stay or at least offer to let me stay if I wanted to. I wanted to get something back out of those emails and go so I could plan on how I was going to steal that diamond. The longer I stayed, the more I risked blowing the whole operation.
     
    The hot water in the shower was no longer relaxing. It was just hot as I bathed myself quickly. I didn’t want to take too much longer and risk him coming back while I was still in the shower. I needed to get myself back together. I needed to compose myself for him and put my game face back on before he saw me with my guard down.
     
    My body seemed to be getting me more than I had bargained for out of this deal. It happened occasionally. I would sometimes get admirers who just couldn’t take a hint. It seemed that Hawk was going to become one of those admirers, and I wasn’t equipped to turn him down. I couldn’t resist the man. I didn’t want to resist the man. I wanted him. I wanted him more than I wanted that damn diamond I was supposed to be stealing from him.
     
    As I turned off the water and opened the shower door, I looked down at my purse, with my phone inside it. I could have just disappeared off the face of the earth and never reached back out to Kleo. At that point, standing in his bathroom, dripping wet, it would have

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