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Chapter One

I wondered if the vibration would feel good between s

The sun caught the chro in the swelteringon the radio, oddly fixated on the theeled-man-toy as I fished in loss black and shiny silver, worn leather saddlebags with a skull embossed below the initials CB

How good would it feel to ride? Wind blowing throughnicknahs Horse? Drifter? Guns? Wait No Pres My iinary biker was most definitely called Pres And he’d look just like Charlie Hunnam

I glanced down at es from Harrison Inwardly, I smirked Certainly, there is no one na ine of lanced behind inning to make my full-size car feel claustrophobic

A bus full of travelers pulled into the rest stop Great I’d better go in now and get et out of here Ten hours into a cross-country trip froo to Temecula, California, I was somewhere in the middle of Nebraska with about another twenty soo

After a fifteen-minute wait inside for Pepsi and Popeyes fried chicken bites that I planned to eat back in the car, I stopped into the small souvenir shop I was so tired and didn’t really feel like driving the additional five hours I had to go before finding a place to sleep for the night Yawning, I decided to stall and browse for a fewout some trinkets, I eventually picked up a Barack Oba its maniacal smile as the head bounced up and down

“Get it You know you want it,” a deep, raspy voice said fro me, it caused a knee-jerk reaction that resulted in the bobblehead slipping froround The head broke off of the spring neck and rolled away

The woister shouted, “I’m sorry, ma’am You’ll have to pay for that Twenty dollars”

“Da head As I bent down to pick it up, there was the voice again from behind me

“And to think, soood head on his shoulders” He seemed to have an Australian accent

“You think this is funny, asshole?” I asked before turning around and getting my first look at the man behind the voice

I froze

Oh Shit

“You don’t need to be a fucking bitch about it” His rin as he handed me the bottom half of Obama “And for the record, I did think that was really funny, yes”

I sed and seemed to losebefore ht off his face, though—his gorgeous, chiseled, scruffy face, framed by a thick head of copper-brown hair Fuck me This man was insanely hot, not someone I expected to come across out here This was the middle of nowhere USA, not the Australian outback for Christ’s sake

I cleared my throat “Well, I didn’t think it was funny at all”

“Then, you need to take the stick out of your arse and lighten up” He reached out his hand “Give it to ” Before I could respond, he grabbed the two broken pieces from me, and I cursed at the shiver that ran down ainston top of it all

I followed hih my messy purse for money, but he was too quick and had paid for it already

He handedthe broken bobblehead “There’s so Buy yourself a sense of humor”

HUE-MA That accent

My jaw dropped as he walked away and out of the store

What an ass