Derry’s POV.
Hawk's striking blue eyes lock on me. I glimpse the pain in them, the desperation, the fear and the relief, but most obvious of all is the love. I was an i***t to think he would ever hurt me. Hasn't he proven over and over that he only wants me and Oakley safe? He takes slow steps towards me, his arms out in front of him, palms facing me like he's approaching a wild animal that might flee. I move forward, closing the distance until his arms wrap around me and Oakley.
“Please don't ever run from me again,” his voice comes out like a desperate plea.
“I won't. I’m so sorry,” I say, battling to keep the tears at bay. I've cried far too much recently. It's time to toughen up.
“I’m sorry I scared you baby, please forgive me?” he asks. I nod at him.
Hawk leans down and kisses
