Hell, he probably was too, even if they were both trying to believe it. Tildy did that to him, made him break all his rules. Everything was different with her. He wanted her to be safe, but it wasn’t enough. He had to be the one to protect her, not just hear from someone else that she was okay. As much as he hated her tears, he didn’t want anyone else wiping them away. What would happen when he was the cause of them? God, he didn’t want Tate to have what she wanted to give him. Tate wasn’t man enough to take it. Hawk wasn’t man enough to tell her no either, a fact he was trying hard not to think about. He was always off balance with her, always doing things he knew he shouldn’t. He reached into the nightstand drawer and dug out a condom from the box he used to fill his wallet. He tossed it onto the mattress next to them. He moved over her and kissed her, slow and lingering, though he knew damn well he wasn’t stopping at just her lips.
