Tank by Daphne Loveling

Sometimes life comes at you like a freight train.
One moment, my only priorities are my bike, my club, and my freedom.
The next, my ex dumps a little girl off on my doorstep with a note saying she’s mine.
Then, everything goes to hell in the MC, when an unknown element blows up a rival club and starts coming for us.
That’s when fate plants a fiery, brown-eyed beauty smack in the middle of the whole mess.
She’s got a body that just won’t quit
And a mouth that makes me want to argue with her almost as much as I want to kiss her.
She sees right through me.
And it’s pretty damn clear she doesn’t like what she sees.
But I can tell by the heat in her eyes
And what it does to me to watch her hips shimmy as she storms away from me…
Ain’t no way one night will be enough to quench a flame this hot.