All Chapters of The Biker's Rules: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

He’s slumped forward in a chair like gravity personally attacked him. His head rests near my shoulder.One hand holds mine. The other rests protectively over my stomach.An angel. A very exhausted, slightly disheveled, extremely handsome angel.Beep! Beep! Beep! The sound changes. Or maybe I change

“What’s going on?” That sounds like Jackson. Or maybe my brain just grabbed a random brother from the catalog.“She has abdominal bleeding … possibly a subchorionic hematoma.” The doctor speaks quickly. Medical words fly around the room like confused birds. I have absolutely no idea what any of that

Then I reach into my coat pocket. The envelope feels heavier than paper should.I pull it out and stare at the familiar handwriting on the front.My father’s.I recognize every curve of those letters. Memory is weird like that.You forget birthdays, passwords, and where you left your phone … but han

I roll my eyes.Ever since I got out of the hospital, everyone’s been hovering around me like I’m some fragile museum exhibit.“Besides, you picked the better asshole. I’m not good boyfriend material.”He stretches out his long legs and leans back.“Are you done?” he asks. “You’ve been coming here e

Waiting. Probably naked. In bed.I can work with that.Alejandro helps me into Kiara’s car — because mine is currently a twisted piece of modern art sitting in some insurance yard somewhere. Evidently, collisions and kidnappings are bad for vehicles.He closes the passenger door carefully, like I’m