Lola—I hate keeping secrets from my father, but I know he’ll be furious if he finds out where I’m going. That’s a risk I’m willing to take because I know what I’m doing is right. I expected my father to send someone to find me. He always does. But this guy? I’ve never lain eyes on him before; trust me, I’d remember this man. He’s damn fine; unfortunately he won’t let me seduce him into keeping my secret. Memphis—Trouble in a tank top, that’s what this beauty is. She thinks she can sweet-talk me into getting involved in her deception. I may want to get wrapped up in her arms, but getting wrapped up in her scheme is a whole other ball game. Guess again, sweet cheeks. I don’t care how fine your strut is; it won’t work on me. I’m immune where the hot-as-hell Club Princess is involved. My loyalty belongs to my club first, but I’m a nomad for a reason, and letting Lola get her hooks in me is not in my plan.

I'm the president of the RBMC's Durango Chapter. My brothers call me Rock. I've spent my life devoted to this MC. I've built this chapter from the ground up and I'm not about to watch everything I worked so hard to build go down in flames, but keeping this throne may cost me everything I hold dear. I lost the love of my life years ago, and since then no woman has come close to filling the emptiness that hole has left in my heart. I've pretty much given up on there ever being a second chance at a love like that again for me. I've accepted that it just isn't in the cards. Until I meet one very right woman in one very wrong place at one very wrong time. I never saw this coming. Not in a million years.