LOGINShe raised her face to his. He was staring down at her with such intensity, it was like a physical touch. He stared at her, through her, right into her, and she felt her breath hitch. His gorgeous body was so solid, so strong. He was close to her and it felt so damn good; she lowered her gaze to his lips, dying to kiss him. Needing to be closer, as close as she could be. Aidan was wondering just how the hell he had ended up here: pressed up on Gabriela’s hot little body, her hands clutching him. His cock was pushed into her firm, curvy thigh, and her dark eyes were full of unspoken desire. The sight of that lust shocked him, exhilarated him. **** Gabriela Torres was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and she saw something she was never meant to see. A brutal murder. Now she’s hiding at Dangerous Curves, trying to convince herself she imagined it, that the killers never noticed her. She’s wrong. They know exactly who she is... and they’re coming. When it becomes clear Gabi is being hunted, the Curves men close ranks to protect her. But no one moves faster than Aidan Carter, the tough, steady man she’s been quietly in love with for years. Aidan has wanted Gabi for three long years, and when she moves in with him, the walls finally fall. He gives her safety, devotion, and everything he has. But when the Fallen Angels MC decides loose ends must be erased, protection may not be enough. As violence drags Gabi into darkness, Aidan faces his greatest fear: that love might not be strong enough to bring her back. And losing her would destroy him.
View MoreBefore she even really knew what was happening, she started moving across the bed to him. Slowly, quietly, watching him the whole time. With every inch she gained, she felt the cold inside of her start to thaw, the darkness surrounding her start to recede. That was when she knew – really knew – that holding herself away from Aidan had been a mistake. She couldn’t rejoin the living without him. She needed him to help her breathe.Gabi was right next to him now, and she ran her fingertip down his cheek, over his chin, up to his lips. She traced their sensual shape, remembering how it had felt to have those lips on her own, on her breasts, between her legs. Those golden eyes opened now, startled and worried, but when she smiled at him, he smiled back.“Morning, darlin’,” he said in that exaggerated drawl that always made her laugh. “What are you doin'?”“Touching you.” She ran her fingers down his throat, gentle on the raised scar from the bullet. “Is that OK?”“Hell, yeah, it’s OK. Tou
She thought about it, trying to figure out how she felt about what Aidan was saying. God knows, she wanted to climb back into their bed, she wanted to curl up against that amazing body. She wanted him on top of her, inside of her. But he was so big and heavy, and he’d take her breath away, she just knew it.“No touching?” she said with a tremor to her voice.“None.”“OK, then. I’ll try.”He almost sagged to the floor. “You will?”“Yes.”“That’s my brave girl.” He stood up. “Come on then. Let’s go to bed.”She struggled to her feet, followed him into the bedroom. She stood with her arms wrapped around her shaking body, watching him get everything ready. He switched on the bedside lamp on her side, he found some instrumental music on his phone app, put it on loop and replay. Then he climbed into bed and scooted way over to the edge, so far he was almost falling off the bed. The sight of this huge man taking up about a third of a bed, leaving the rest of the space for her, made her smile
Aidan stood in the bedroom doorway, quietly observing Gabriela. She was on the living room sofa, of course, staring at the TV, as usual. She was surrounded by a dozen blankets and six pillows, and she had another blanket wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Aidan was sure that if he actually managed to pry the blanket away from her grip, she’d be shaking.For the past month, she’d barely left that safe little nest that she’d built for herself. She dozed there during the day, twitching and jerking when the nightmares came, and she sat there all night. All the lights on, the TV on, volume up, bolt upright on the sofa, staring blankly at the screen and seeing nothing. Waiting for the sunrise, so she could finally sink into an uneasy sleep.Aidan had tried everything he could think of to coax her back into their bed and his embrace, and when she’d refused, he’d backed off. He’d hoped that with time, she’d come to him on her own. So night after night, he lay in bed with the door open and
“You open your fucking mouth, and you use your words, and you talk.” Here came the anger now, and Mirrie welcomed it. Anger was hurt’s twin sister, she knew, but it was still easier to handle Shane’s naked aggression than his naked pain. “I knew that you’d been through something hellish, Mirrie, I knew that better than anyone. I wanted to be there for all of it, and I said so. I said I’d wait until you were ready to confide in me. So why didn’t you?”“I just couldn’t.”“So I get a fucking e-mail instead? Three lines, saying that you need a fresh start, and that you’re leaving Denver, and thanks for everything? Where did you go, anyway?”Mirrie hesitated. “I – I never left.”Mac stared at her, stunned. “You never left.”“No. I’ve been in Denver this whole time.”“And you never made contact?”She shook her head.“I don’t get it.” He ran a large hand over his face, looking weary. “How could you do that to me? After everything we had together?”“Because.” Mirrie’s voice came out raw and t
“Warren.” Honey kept her voice gentle. “I don’t know your story, OK, but I can tell that you’re a decent young man. Why are you even here?”He shrugged, still not meeting her eyes. “Got no future back home. I barely got my high school diploma, and in my home town, there’s no work. The mill closed t
The back door of the van opened and there King stood. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and he looked for all the world like he was heading off to a picnic. He totally ignored the guys with guns behind him, didn’t even glance at the King’s Men holding their guns loosely pointed towards the floor.
“Not awesome,” he admitted. “I hate these fuckers, Gabriela. Hate ‘em. Hate what they do, hate how they get away with all of it all the time. Hate that they’re so close to Kirk Jensen, hate that he protects them.”Gabi nodded.“But if there’s one man on the planet I’d send you into that lion’s den
Her words were what he’d been waiting for. He withdrew, slammed in, withdrew again; his rhythm was fast and wild, unforgiving and relentless. He took her hard, his chest plastered to her back, his hot mouth on her shoulder again. He needed to be sure that she was there with him, safe and in one pie






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