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"Thank you." I nod and turn to leave.
"Sin." Leaving my hand on the knob, I glance back at my brother. "She's lucky to have found you."
"It's not like that."
He laughs and shakes his head. "It never is."
"Is everything okay?" I ask Hawk as soon as Sin leaves, shutting the door to the house.
"No." He walks to the kitchen and pulls a beer and water from the fridge. "Here." He passes me the water. "So you're pregnant, huh?" He takes a sip of the beer.
"Yeah."
"Any clue on what you're going to do?"
I shake my head. "What's going on Hawk?"
"It's club business, Savannah—"
I've heard that a lot from Hawk over the past couple of weeks that I've been there. When I asked what Sin was doing, he'd tell me club business. When I asked where the guys were taking off to when I heard the roar of the engines, he'd reply club business. Over the past few weeks, I'd come to realize they were a close-knit group. Loyalty meant everything to them. They didn't like outsiders. The club takes their safety seriously and after from what I heard from both Lily, and Bianca, I understand why. An outsider can bring danger. They don't allow you to get close until you prove to them that they can trust you. It's not innocent until proven guilty with the club; it's guilty until proven trusted.
"I'm not stupid; I know it's about me, so I have the right to know."
"Cut will make that decision."
"Is this how it always is? Cut makes the decisions, Cut makes the rules, and Cut says jump and all you guys ask how high?"
"It's the way of club life; it's what makes us safe. It's what's going to make you safe."
"I don't see it like that."
"Why did you run? Why didn't you just go to your parents? Why didn't you just go to them and tell them what was happening? Why did you take off?"
"I don't know. I finally had enough, I guess. The night before I left, Tyson went after me. I already had bruises on my face, my body already hurt from fighting him off. He proposed in front of the entire town. He made me feel like a possession. It shouldn't have surprised me, since that's how I've always felt around him. A thing, something to have to knock around, but never to love. When we got home, he flipped out and hit me, choked me. I knew I was pregnant; I knew nothing was going to change once he knew about the baby. The next morning, I guess it was the last straw. I realized I needed to leave because it's not just about me anymore. There's something more important than my life. I needed to get away. No, I had to get away."
"Sin isn't going to walk away from you. He's not made that way. It isn't in him to give up on someone and because of that, he's going to fight to keep you safe. Even if that means that he's going to go against the club."
"I don't want that, Hawk. I don't want to be any trouble. I know the club doesn't want me here."
"You're a complication."
"I didn’t choose to be here, Sin made that choice for me."
"Yeah, Savannah, he did. But it's been your choice this entire time to stay. It's been your choice to call your parents and go home to them and you haven't. It's been your choice to continue to make it the club's problem. This problem of yours is larger than you think. There’s more to it than you wanting away from an abusive boyfriend. Sin isn't just one man. He's a member of a club; we're a brotherhood, a family. It will never be just him. But, because of who he is, he's going to put you before the club and that's a problem."
"He makes me feel safe."
"I understand that, but maybe that's not his job—"
"You can leave now." I look up and see Sin standing there. From the look on his face, I'm sure he's been there long enough to hear what Hawk had to say to me.
"Sin."
"Hawk, I swear to God, you need to get out of my face. The club doesn't need us at each other throats and I'm an inch away from losing my shit. I don't need to deal with your mouth on top of everything else."
"Sin, Hawk is just telling the truth. You can't be mad."
He cut those steely blue eyes towards me. "Sure as shit, I can. He needs to keep his mouth shut. He's always got some shit to say."