As prez of the Savage Legion MC, family and kids were never part of the plan. But with my sister gone, I’m the guardian of her little twins. The club ain’t no place for kiddos, and there are vultures itchin’ to tear ‘em away. I need stability to prove I’m fit to raise ‘em, but damn, I can’t even keep a decent nanny around. Then enters Cleo – a heavenly nanny sent by the biker gods. She’s easy on the eyes, and my rugrats can’t get enough of her. And me? She storms into my heart quicker than a revvin’ engine.