No Way Out
They called me Christi with-no-last-name, because ever since I’d started riding with the Knuckleheads, none of these big, burly, dangerous bastards had bothered to find out what it might be. But that suited me just fine – because I was on the run. I’d be their willing little biker slut, and do anything and anyone asked of me, as long as they kept me safe from the dirty cops gunning for my hide. But all that changed when HE showed up. Mason Stone. A tall, brooding badass who seemed so different from the rest of these uncouth, unwashed bikers. I’d spent the last few months burying my emotions, and doing whatever depraved thing I needed to; just to survive.
And then Mason came along – and with one kiss, he reminded me what it’s like to be alive again.
Also available in Box Set:
Sold to the Cartel
Beauty and the Biker Boss