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.
“No,” I squeaked. “Arms around my waist, baby, and scoot forward, tight to my back.” I followed his directions and felt a little more secure. He reached back and tugged on my thigh. “Pussy to my ass, babe.” “Gross, Austin.” But I did slide further forward feeling even more secure. “If you want to stop,…
“Fuck me,” he snapped. “You are?” “Nope.” I glanced at him again. “But thanks for being so easy.” Now, this is where I finally figured out that I had to stop shock bombing him because every time I did, I ended up on my back, his hands on my waist, and the very real threat…
“Three sugars and lots of cream,” I said. “Good thing I brought lots of cream, then.” He held up little containers of half-and-half. “What about you? He smiled. “Just black, babe.” “You’re easy.” He chuckled and grabbed the plain bagel. “Depends on who you ask.” I grinned. “You still have nothing in your fridge,” he…
I set my bagel on the coffee table and turned to face him. “Austin, what aren’t you telling me?” “Club business.” “So, this is how it’s going to go every time you don’t want to tell me something? You’re going to hide behind ‘club business’?” “Babe, I can’t tell you. You just have to pick…
“Thank you,” I said. The men were cute. Both clean cut, both dark haired. Both dressed in tailored suits, sans ties. One was sporting the perfect amount of stubble on his face to give him a hint of sexy and mysterious, while the other was clean-shaven. Neither of them made me think of Austin. Not…
“They do now.” “Is that why you’re here? To make sure I don’t tell my daddy?” I snapped. “You’re here, because tonight’s the worst fucking night for you to be here.” “Why?” “Club-“ “Business. I get it.” I scowled. “God, Austin, I’m so frickin’ sick of hearing that.” He pulled his phone out of his…
And then he was gone. I flopped back onto the sofa and grabbed a piece of flatbread, scooping the warm hummus onto it and devouring it within seconds. I couldn’t remember a time I’d ever tasted anything better and I knew it wasn’t just because I was rapidly approaching drunkenness. It was damn good food.…
“And the cop’s daughter?” Steven chuckled. “She’s this little uptight bitch whose great-grandfather practically built Vancouver and they’re loaded.” I took a deep breath. “I’m still not seeing how these women are more valuable than four-point-seven million.” “They have K&R insurance on their kids. The bird guy’s kid’s worth four mil, but the chief of…
I noticed my suitcase leaning up against the inside wall and made my way to it. “Why is this here?” “You’re staying with me for a few days.” “What? Why?” Austin sat on the edge of the mattress. “There’s been a development that I’m uncomfortable with, and since I know you’ll be safe here, you’re…
I sighed. “I have just always wondered what it would be like to be so secure in one’s self that they can say whatever they want and not feel vulnerable and stupid.” “You think I’m vulnerable and stupid?” he teased. “No,” I said quickly, and groaned. Austin rolled me onto my back and slid his…