Bad Boy Biker
But it was better than the alternative—going home to a husband who never really saw her and a sister who saw too much.
She showered and changed, then lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Ten years fell away in an instant, and suddenly she was eighteen again, lying in Duke's arms the night before she left Riverdale forever.
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The old water tower loomed against the starlit sky. Beneath it, sprawled on a blanket, Valentina curled against Duke's bare chest, their bodies cooling in the summer night. His heartbeat thundered under her ear, strong and steady like everything about him.