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go fast. We need a backup plan.”
    Most of the stuff on the list would be easy to find. Some he knew his family had growing in their garden already—real medication was still expensive, even if your farm headquartered a crew of smugglers. And there was still time to plant more. Plenty of other farms might be willing to contribute in exchange for a few bottles of precious O'Kane whiskey.
    But the list was more than practicalities. It was an opportunity. “Maybe you should come with me.”
    Her denial was immediate. “No, you're going to see your family. I'd be intruding.”
    “Jeni.” He liked the way her gaze locked on his when he said her name like that. Firm. “Lots of people live there. A handful of my stepmothers, dozens of siblings, more nieces and nephews than I can keep track of, and probably about seven new in-laws since the last time I visited. And Shipp's crew on top of it. If you're scared to face that sort of chaos, I wouldn't blame you. But you won't be intruding.”
    “And your mother,” she retorted. “Your mother lives there, Hawk.”
    She said it like it mattered more than all the rest, and maybe it should. But his mother had been barely old enough to have children when she'd given birth to him. She'd always been more of an overprotective big sister than a parent, and even that had mellowed once he'd come back to the farm with Shipp.
    Alya would notice . She wasn't stupid. But he couldn't believe she'd give Jeni a hard time. “She's fine. She'll love you. Ask Trix.”
    “That's not the same.”
    “Fair enough.” He cupped Jeni's cheek, savoring the silk of her skin under his fingertips. “Trust me, just this far. Maybe if you see where I come from, you'll know whether or not you can trust me all the way.”
    She closed her eyes as a fine shiver ran through her. “All right. Show me where you come from, Hawk.”
    He could have her now, right here amongst the plants and the dirt. Up against the greenhouse or over one of the tables or standing right where they were, with her legs around him, using all that dancer's strength to ride him—
    He could have her, but it wouldn't be what it could be, what he'd seen between Jasper and Noelle—the firm hand and soft sighs and quiet trembling. The absolute trust that made everything deeper and darker but also perfect.
    That was what he'd been missing all his life, ever since the first, furtive time. Secret, forbidden affairs fueled passion, sure. And then they broke hearts and ruined lives.
    Hawk moved his thumb to Jeni's lower lip. He could still feel the curve of it pressed against his mouth, still remember how she'd tasted. When her lips parted beneath his touch, a thousand shameful possibilities roared up inside him. Things he would have been ashamed to want before he met the O'Kanes.
    If he was honest with himself, things he was still ashamed to want.
    “I'll arrange it,” he whispered, as if lowering his voice could hide the roughness. He had to get away from her before his control slipped again. This time, it wouldn't end with kissing. He'd have her on her knees, her soft, pretty lips around his cock. Sucking him off, even if the whole damn gang lined up to watch.
    Fuck, especially if they lined up to watch.
    “Thank you.” The words kissed his thumb, but before he could give in to the urge to edge the tip between her lips, she took the basket and walked away.
    His jeans were too snug. His entire fucking body was coiled tighter than it had been last night before his fight. They'd be out in Six for a few days. A week, at most.
    A week to prove she could trust him. And then they'd find out how deep into his shame-laced fantasies she wanted to go.

Chapter Four
    The farms at the outer edge of Sector Six were beautiful, like something out of a kids' storybook. The gently rolling hills had been cleared of scrub and planted in lush green plots, some with crops and others with grass for grazing animals. Cabins and barns dotted the landscape, and