Talon - A Warriors MC Romance
I leaned back against the wall, tracing the outline of his handprint again.
This room had been meant for writing stories, but life had written me a better one — one filled with love and chaos and a family I never saw coming.
A few minutes later, Talon returned with a sly look on his face. “I turned the TV on for her. Now… where were we?”
“I think,” I murmured, pulling him closer, “you were about to bend me over this desk.”
Talon's eyes darkened, his grip tightening on my waist. "That so?" His voice dropped to that rough, dangerous register that never failed to make my knees weak. "Well, can’t argue with that."