All Chapters of The Biker's Rules: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

She reaches for a razor and soap. “Now go,” she says sharply, eyes flicking down to where my eager problem is tenting my shirt. “I need to clean up.”Then, with emphasis — “Alone.”My face drops.“You order food,” she adds, already done with me, “and keep the bed warm.”That, at least, I can do.I d

She snorts. “And where exactly would you find such a mythical land?”I shrug, trying to sound casual. “Eh … somewhere far. Like … I don’t know … South Africa, for instance.” I take a breath as the thought lands. The idea settles more heavily than I expect. “Just think — my kid could grow up around m

“A doctor with a famous son …” she ponders. I bite my lip. Should I tell her? Or is it safer if she doesn’t know?I look at Kiara, who, by the way, hasn’t been of any use so far. She shrugs. Still no use, the bitch.The doctor studies me, then snorts softly. “Right. Let’s just call him Mr. Complicat

“Nope, exercise is good, just don’t overdo it and avoid physical contact and extreme sports.”She pauses, then adds far too cheerfully, “And before you ask — sex is perfectly fine. Excellent, actually. You may crave it more thanks to hormonal changes, so just enjoy it.”My face ignites like someone

Protect the baby.The car clips the curb hard. There’s a sickening jolt — a bone-deep crack that I feel before I understand it.Pain detonates up my arm. White. Blinding. Electric.The airbags explode with a thunderous WHUMP, filling the car with choking powder and the acrid smell of burned propella