Dani, the sheltered daughter of a police chief, has always avoided danger—until she’s rescued by Austin “Booker” Carver, a dangerous biker who makes her feel both safe and terrified. Confused by his intensity and her growing feelings, she struggles to trust him. But when an outside threat appears, Austin is forced to protect her, and both are pulled into a love neither of them expected or fully understands.
Danielle I STARED DOWN at my dashboard console and willed the check engine light to stop the infernal red glow. How I got where I was, I had no freaking clue, which meant I had no freaking clue how to find the freeway entrance to get home. “You are an idiot, Dani,” I whispered out…
“You don’t understand,” I whispered. “I can’t go in there.” “Why the hell not?” “Because my dad’s the freakin’ chief of police,” I snapped, before realizing I’d just spouted off something that could get me killed or kidnapped in a heartbeat, depending on whose hands that information was in. “You’re shittin’ me.” I shook my…
“No, it’s fine. I’ll grab a cab.” “Which will cost you the same as a phone,” he said. “Point taken big brother.” I wrinkled my nose. “I greatly thank you for your astute observation.” “Grab a cab to the station and I’ll drive you home from there.” “No, it’s fine. I’ll head home.” “Dani,” he…
I bit back a smile. “I won’t tell Maverick’s mom you said that.” “You know a Maverick?” he asked. I nodded. “He’s one of my kids. I teach kindergarten.” “Fuck me. Of course you do,” he grumbled, and pulled onto the freeway. I gathered my purse close to me again. For some reason, the fact…
“Yes, I know, Ell, but there’s nothing we can do about it. Em did all she could legally and he’s making restitution.” Our sister, Emily, was a lawyer and had been trying to deal with my issues from a legal standpoint for years. “A hundred bucks a month is bullshit.” “I agree. I’m hoping Emily…
“I’m sorry?” “How much did the asshole steal from you?” He sounded angry. “It’s not important,” I whispered. “Dani. How much did he steal?” “Fifty-four thousand, six-hundred, seventy-eight dollars and sixteen cents,” I blurted. “And that’s just what he took out of savings. He charged another sixty-grand to credit cards he opened in my name.”…
“He just showed up and then gave you a mind-blowing kiss?” I nodded and realized she couldn’t see me. “Yes. Two,” I said… well, whispered with breathy desire is probably a better description. “Maybe three.” “And he’s like a biker dude?” “Yes.” God, again, breathy desire. I was losing it. “Oh, honey, you’re screwed.” “Crap?…
“I didn’t bring them, on account of the fact I didn’t expect to be walking home,” I admitted. “Why didn’t you call me?” “Why would I call you?” He took both of my hands in his and rubbed them together. “I would have picked you up.” “Why would you have picked me up?” Austin frowned…
“Can I get off your lap now?” I asked. “In a minute.” I didn’t say anything, but I liked that answer. I liked where I was. He made me feel protected. “You asked me a question before,” he said. “Which one?” My face heated. “My use of language.” “The thug comment?” He chuckled. “Yeah, that…
“They did?” I linked my fingers with his and squeezed his hand. “Austin, I’m so sorry.” “Not your fault, baby,” he said. “I know, but still, that must have been really hard.” “Not gonna lie. It sucked.” I looked up at him and smiled. “I bet it did.” He kissed me quickly and then pulled…