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272 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 12, 2014
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Still awesome*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
Dexter Black doesn’t know it yet, but one day he’s going to be mine.
“It’s like… I breathe you babe. There is no other way to explain it.”
“Did you just poke me?” he asks, looking like he’s about to start laughing again.
“Yes, what’s it to you?” I ask belligerently.
“How would you like it if I poked you?” he asks, trying to keep a straight face.
“You already did, you asshole! That’s how I got pregnant!” I yell in his face. "
“Fine but I don’t care who offers you hospitality with their women, you say no. There is no what happens on the road stays on the road with us.” I let my expression tell him how serious I am about this.
“Have you been watching Sons of Anarchy again?” he asks, body shaking with laughter. Jerk.
“Maybe,” I admit, shrugging sheepishly
“At least I know why you all call him Arrow. That thing points at its next victim!”
Arrow spins to me, his eyes wide with surprise. “I’m actually glad you’re here, this place was getting boring.”
“Arrow!” Dex growls, clearly losing his patience. “That boner better not be for my woman.”
They say death is easy, it’s living that’s hard. I love my life, and I wouldn’t say it was hard. But I understand when they say death is easy, because those people who pass away don’t have to live with the sadness and the pain of losing someone.
"I have changed. But for you...I'll always be that same person. Does that make sense? You have no need to be scared or wary around me babe."
"When I come to you, I need to know that I can give you everything you deserve."
"Dexter Black turned my world upside down, but then he gave me his. And his world is where I want to be, as long as he's right there by my side."
These big, bad bikers—if only other people could see the side of them that I get to see on a daily basis.
Pussycats, the lot of them.