Series: Royal Bastards MC Durango, CO
Publication date: December 1st, 2020
Synopsis:
Lola:
I hate keeping secrets from my father, but I know he'll be furious if he finds out where I'm going.
That's a risk I'm willing to take because I know what I'm doing is right.
I expected my father to send someone to find me. He always does.
But this guy?
I've never lain eyes on him before; trust me, I'd remember this man.
He's damn fine; unfortunately he won't let me seduce him into keeping my secret.
Memphis:
Trouble in a tank top, that's what this beauty is.
She thinks she can sweet-talk me into getting involved in her deception.
I may want to get wrapped up in her arms, but getting wrapped up in her scheme is a whole other ball game.
Guess again, sweet cheeks.
I don't care how fine your strut is; it won't work on me.
I'm immune where the hot-as-hell Club Princess is involved.
My loyalty belongs to my club first, but I'm a nomad for a reason, and letting Lola get her hooks in me is not in my plan.
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Excerpt
He turns back to me and stills, his eyes sweeping over me in the dim light. I'm suddenly acutely aware of the fact that I'm in his shirt, my bare legs exposed and my braless breasts outlined.
"You look about seventeen."
"I'm not."
His gaze lifts to mine as my meaning sinks in.
"That chair has to be uncomfortable."
"It is," he admits.
I lift my hand toward him, my invitation clear.
He hesitates. "We do this, it's only temporary, understand? I'm not looking for anything more."
"I understand. I'm not either," I lie. Whether he reads the lie in my eyes or not, he prowls toward me and backs me to the small peninsula that sticks out from the kitchenette. The countertop presses into my back.
His gaze is intent and filled with male hunger. My belly tightens as he braces his hands on the counter on either side of me, bracketing me in. My eyes drop to his chest, and I draw in a ragged breath.
"Look at me, Lola."
I lift my gaze to his emerald orbs, and I'm lost in them.
"You sure about this?"
My pulse skitters, and I'm mesmerized by his penetrating stare. There are barely a few inches between our bodies, and that space crackles with the physical energy arcing between us.
He hasn't even touched me, and already my body is humming with need.
He cocks his head, and studies me. "If you're having second thoughts, better speak up now. Because if you want the truth, once we move to that bed, I'm going to be all over you."
Holy crap, his words turn me on. A jolt shoots through my body, and I suck in a breath. "I want that."
Slowly, his head lowers, and I hold perfectly still as he brushes his lips over mine. Our mouths are the only place we're touching, and its erotic as hell. I can feel my entire body vibrating with awareness of how close we are. Finally, I break the standoff and wrap my arms around his neck.
His hands close around my waist and he lifts me onto the counter, prying my knees apart and stepping between them. His thick arms wrap around me to yank me flush against him, and I gasp, loving the way he's manhandling me.
"Look at me."
I shyly stare up, meeting his warm gaze.
"I need to know you understand who I am--what I am. I'm a Nomad, Lola."
"I get that."
"You're gorgeous, you know that, don't you? I'm sure you've got your choice of patches, if that's what you're after."
"I'm not."
He suddenly grins. "Every warning bell in my head is going off right now, telling me you're probably more trouble than I need, girl. Probably gonna steal my heart, too, if I let you. But I really want you; warning bells be damned."
I meet him halfway as his mouth descends on mine. Instantly, need jolts through me, like nothing I've ever felt before. My arms steal around him, and I'm just as determined to ignore those same warning bells I hear myself.
His kiss is like no other; his firm, knowing touch, his tall body and broad shoulders, they all work on me like no man I've ever known. Everything is different with him. Everything feels right, like this is fate and destined. Things I've never believed in.
It's as if he's everything I've been waiting for all these lonely years.
As he pulls back and stares down at me, his big chest rising and falling faster than before, I know he feels it too. That something is special here, but he doesn't want to believe in it.
He brushes my hair back from my forehead, staring into my gaze. "I see it in your eyes. Don't go getting attached, girl. I never stay in one place for long."
"I won't."
"I just want to be up front with you."
"No expectations. I've got it."
"Doesn't mean I won't come back around. Doesn't mean we won't see each other again. We will. I guarantee it."
"No. We made a deal. No guarantees, no promises, no expectations. Just now, just this moment."
He grins at my reply. "Damn. It's like you were made for me."
Nicole James is a USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author who loves writing about hot alpha men who'll do anything for the women they love! Her stories are filled with struggle, conflict and real human emotion. She is the author of the Evil Dead MC series, the Brothers Ink Tattoo series and more.
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