Having her that close, with her soft fragile body clinging on him for strength, Hawk felt nothing. As much as he was frustrated that Feather had changed so much, he felt very thoroughly upset too that she had not made him feel any fire of desire. He thought perhaps that it was okay that his Somerset favorite girl changed and wanted to rely on his feelings for her as he remembered very well how he was very attracted to her. Although he was dedicated to her, he too was a man with needs and all these years growing up without her, he had desired her fully from the time adolescence struck him. He craved her for some days that he went on and found some satisfaction with a few other women but only ended up craving for her more. When he finally had her, he thought his desire would become more uncontrollable but surprisingly he felt nothing then, not even an ounce of lust.