Ember Moving in with my brother and his roommate, Smoke is my first mistake. Getting involved with a biker is bad choice number two. Hiding the relationship is the third strike in a series of poor choices. My brother has made it clear that I’m to stay away from the Royal Bastards MC. Only when it comes to Smoke, I can’t resist him. He makes me want to play with fire no matter how deep the burn will be when we’re over. My affiliation with the club puts a target on my back. When danger strikes, Smoke vows to protect my body, but what about my stupid heart? Smoke After the end of a bitter marriage, I’m done with relationships. Hit’em and quit’em is the name of my game. I have no shame. I’m a player. Entering into a friends with benefits agreement with Ember on the down low is the perfect set up for a guy like me. No strings. No attachments. No catching feelings. I’m a bastard who can’t be tamed. But when an enemy threatens her, all bets are off.