Bolt by Savannah May

Ex-SEAL, I’m known as Bolt because I screw down hard and take off fast
A wild man. I’m a rootless wanderer untamed by any woman.
But seems there’s a first time for everything.
My desire for a girl I only met once has burned stronger over the last six months.
Watching Bella from afar feels like coming home
I’ve never stopped thinking of her
Every dangerous curve of her sweet body.
I live free on my bike. No ties. No time for romance.
But I can’t resist watching her online.

Just to see her again.
To imagine those curves in my palms. Those lips enveloping the steel.
Then she drops a post that blows my solid chest wide open.
No other man can claim her
She was mine first.
And I need a taste of her
But when I find my girl and she asks me to play fiance, I get the biggest shock of my life.
This isn’t for real it’s just pretend.
So why do I want her to accept the one obstacle coming between us?