All Chapters of Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Tessa wasn’t totally sure how it had all gotten so out of control. OK, yeah, she’d fallen and wrecked her knee and had to stop dancing, and that had been the end of her dream. Yeah, the lack of exercise and sitting on her ass had been part of the problem – but so had the comfort-eating. Lots of it and daily.Ice cream. Brownies. Bags of chips. Licorice. Pizza. They were the only things in the world that made her happy, that lifted the depression of never being able to dance, not ever again. She’d thought that once she’d recovered from the knee surgery and got back on her feet, that somehow the weight would just magically drop off… but it hadn’t. Nope, it was the opposite, actually. She’d finally managed to find work waitressing at Curves, and she’d been thrown into an even deeper depression at that fact: all she’d ever done was focus on her ballet, and so she’d never developed any other marketable work or life skills. She’d never worked at a grocery store, never babysat, never worked

Sarah closed her laptop with a sigh of happiness. The Christmas ad campaign for Joe Carlisle’s new restaurant was finally finished, and she was thrilled with her work on it. It felt so damn good to be earning her own money again, after almost a year of depending on Jax to pay her way.She knew he didn’t mind, not at all; she also knew that she shouldn’t mind. After all, it’s not like Sarah had been a gold-digger living off her impossibly rich boyfriend. She hadn’t filled her days with sleeping late, and shopping, and getting her hair done. She hadn’t stopped working out of laziness – she hadn’t even stopped by choice.No, her days had been spent re-learning how to walk, and trying to retrieve memories of her life before her ex-boyfriend had beaten her into a coma, and scrambling to recall how the hell to use her design programs to run her own business. Besides all of that, she’d been there for her mother and brother as much as she could. Jax was helping Annie with some bills, and that

“Everything’s just perfect,” King said to Mac, Aidan and Jax the next night at Curves. “Everything’s under control.”The other men looked at him silently, waiting for any details that King might choose to disclose. Not that they really expected him to: he’d been secretive and tight-lipped for weeks now. They knew that he and his team had been working on something to do with The Fallen Angels, but they had no idea what. Whenever they asked, King had simply told them that the less they knew, the better and safer it was for them.So it was a huge surprise when King drank some beer and then said, “We’ve put together a plan and Mac, it involves you and Mirrie and Spider.”Right away, alarm bells started going off in Mac’s head. “Involves us how?”“I want you to force their hands.”“Whose hands?” Jax said. “The MC?”“Yeah.” King’s gray eyes were hard. “I want you to be bait.”Stunned, they all stared at King again. It wasn’t like him to put anyone in the line of fire, and the fact that he w

“Just like that, huh?” he said. “Just trust you because you say so?”“Warren.” Honey decided to kick things up a notch. “It’s not just for Mirrie. King wants to help you too.”That flash of mistrust again as Warren remembered the man’s massive tattooed forearms and heavy silver rings. “King?”“Well, of course, King. He’s the one who sent me here.”“He wants to help me?”“He does.”“Why?”“Because he likes you. He knows that you’re in a tough place, and he’s found a way to make it a bit easier.”Now his face showed something else, something pure and honest: his face was bright with hope. Honey’s chest hurt to see it, because it was the surest sign that this young man was dying to get away from his current situation.“Can King get me out of the MC?” he asked in a quiet voice. “Not yet.” Honey saw the disappointment in his eyes. “But he can make things better for you. Safer, easier, less violent.”“How?”“You’re close to being patched in, right?”Warren blinked in surprise. “Yeah. It’s

Three days laterSpider gave the front counter a final wipe-down and switched off the espresso machine. He looked around The Web, checked that all the windows were closed and locked. He went into his office to grab his jacket and he heard the door open, heard heavy footsteps on the wooden floor. He went back into the café.“I’m sorry,” he said politely. “But we’re clo-” The rest of the word died on his lips. Standing there – as big as life and twice as gorgeous – was Ace.“Oh, my God.” Even though he’d been warned by King three days earlier, and he'd been waiting for this exact moment, and he knew that he had to act shocked to pull it off, Spider still almost fell backwards with the real shock of seeing him. “Oh, my God… what are you doing here?”“Hey, Liam.” Ace almost smiled, kicked the urge down hard. “How you doing?”“I’m – I’m…” Spider looked around wildly, half-expecting the rest of the MC to leap out at him and kick his face in. “What’s going on?”Ace turned the café lights of