A biker club wasn’t on my escape plan.
Neither was falling for the man who refuses to let me run.
Vice President Torch has spent years protecting the Sonora Saints.
Then I walk into The Roadrunner with bruises I can’t hide.
He says I’m safe.
I don’t believe him.
Not until my past finds me.
Now the only thing standing between me and the man hunting me is one possessive biker who has already decided I’m his.
Sometimes salvation arrives on two wheels.
Sometimes it wears leather.
Sometimes love hits the redline.
