Hawk
Um þessa rafbók
But the night our father's were killed, Sydney decided this life wasn't for her.
So she ran.
She left me, and our club behind.
I never expected to see her on my doorstep six years later.
With our child.
She looks different, but she's still as beautiful as ever.
Those hips, her sultry smile, I can't get over her.
But she didn't leave the life, and she's got a DEA agent on her tail.
I have to keep her safe, and my daughter too.
I'll do anything to protect them.
Even if I have to lie to my club about her.
Einkunnir og umsagnir
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Savannah Rylan is a romance writer that spends most of her time writing and reading with her cat, Gris. When not writing about sexy bikers and the women that love them, you can find her on the beach with a drink in her hand or at the gym testing out some strange new position. Yoga, obviously. She lives in Southern California with her husband and Gris, the true love of her life.
