Outlaw’s Hope by Lena Bourne

I might be the newly made Vice President of Viper’s Bite MC, but I’m getting out. The sooner the better. Just me, my bike, and the target on my back, riding off into the sunset. Because even a death sentence is preferable to the mess the new club President will get us into.

Then she walks into the strip joint I run, looking for a job. Tara. A girl with a stripper’s name, but the face of an angel.

I want her. In the lying-under-me-and-moaning-my-name kind of way. That part I understand. It’s the part about wanting to protect her from whatever she’s running from and make sure no one ever hurts her again, that’s new to me.

She’s looking at me like she wants the same thing. But she keeps pushing me away. Smart girl. I should leave her be. I have no room for passengers on the back of my bike. Though for her curvy body, I could make an exception.