Kicked out of her home at twenty, Maxine has nothing but her tough mechanic apprenticeship and a broken heart. When Tank, a dangerous-looking biker with a gentle side, offers her protection, everything changes. She doesn’t trust men, and he fears hurting her. But as sparks fly, one question remains: will they risk their hearts or walk away?
“They will be fine, what could you do following, not like you could stop something from happening.” It all sounded right, but her frown said otherwise. I stayed quiet as she turned and waved to her friends as they drove by. One screaming out the window, not to do something she wouldn’t. Or words to…
The Prez nodded. We didn’t need his permission to keep a girl overnight, but even he could see this was something different. He knew my story and might be surprised by my request, but didn’t show 1. The light was turned off, and then the screech of the door closing, a loud bang as metal…
Turning I looked at Tank who had moved to sit on the bed and was removing his shoes, I looked at the huge bed and tilted my head, as I took it in, the bed was custom made, and would most likely be why he had a top floor special room, he needed the bigger…
That’s what Stick was trying to hint at? I had thought so, but dismissed it because it seemed insane. I thought she had a boyfriend for ages -surely they had reached that stage. She was what? Twenty? I don’t know any girl at that age still untouched. Geez, that makes what happened to her by…
Opening a big packet of bacon, and put that in the heat to cook, and then started the scrambled eggs, added some herbs and finely chopped capsicum into a large mixing bowl with two dozen eggs and beat it, before adding that to a pot, the same time that was cooking, I started the six-slice…
I gave him what he wanted, and he started digging in, and after a few seconds, I started eating too. A groan came from Tank’s lips as he chewed on a mouthful of egg. “What did I leave some shell in the eggs?” I asked, panicking that I had made a mistake. “You cooked this?”…
It was a crazy situation in our town, but with that fear comes respect. When rival gangs rode in, our president got a call asking us to come to town because an unknown group was there. We knew who they were and already had eyes on them. Still, it was nice to be the preferred…
“You have a choice, you could stay above the shop.” He murmured in my ear. Nibbling it, causing me to scrunch my neck and wiggle out of his arms. “It might be worded so it sounds like I do, but I don’t, not really,” I argued back. He looked at me, confused, but didn’t push…
“No, not that, stupid, the woman, you gone soft. Never thought I would see my big bro soft over a woman, you’ve been so hard for years.” He grinned at me, hitting my shoulder good-naturedly. I knew what he meant. I rarely let a woman near me touch me, I haven’t given them a reason…
It was meat and pickles, and I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped from my mouth when I tasted the tang of homemade pickles. One of the things I missed about Grandma was her homemade pickles. “Don’t do that,” Tank growled at me. ‘What? I ain’t doing nothing.” I turned to look at him, and…