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Prologue

Feeling fierce was the greatest thing, especially when heading to a bar with questionable clientele Being that th boots over top to show them off I felt like a force to be reckoned with I even wore a peekaboo sweater, which hty

That was important Especially when I stood next to my best friend and roommate, whose curves made men drool even when she was fully covered

We strolled into the bar that was night and day apart frohbor it barely had an address in The patrons weren’t stockbrokers or any of the stuffy types, which hy I loved it so

With my bestie, Bailey, in tow, I found an open spot at the bar, which ran the length of the wall On the opposite side were a scattering of tables and even a makeshift dance area Near the front, where we’d entered, were the pool tables currently in use by a rowdy group of guys

It was a Friday night, but the place wasn’t too crowded yet Though it was never packed like the clubs in the area

“The usual, Piper,” I said

The wo the bar had soft, pretty features that could put her on covers of ulars knew not to mess with her She dressed like a biker chick but denied she was a card-carrying patched member I still liked, and even admired, her badassery

Piper nodded, acknowledgingon I wanted to know her story—her expression was too cold for her not to have one hell of a story But she wasn’t much of a talker and hadn’t taken any ofout

Two drinks appeared in front of Bailey and me I left Bailey to sip hers and took mine and wandered over to the eht and this wasn’t her first ti beat drawher over, but she shook her head

It wasn’t long before several guys joined me None of them wanted to knoas on my mind They all had sex on the brain Too bad for them, they didn’t match what I was in the mood for

Eventually, the music lost its allure, and I decided to rejoin ht they had a shot protested ht,” because I wasn’t a total bitch

Bailey did her best to look as though she was having a good tiht on the toould cheer her up I was about to cut her a break and suggest we leave when a man who checked off every box of mine walked in Bailey’s eyes widened as I did my best to keep my reaction under wraps He took off a beaten-all-to-hell leather jacket and hung it on the coat rack up front, seely not at all worried that it would be taken

His black tee clung to hardened muscles, and with his back to us, his ht have mouthed, “Holy shit,” when he looked our way, but I’d totally deny it He made his way over to the only open spot at the bar, which happened to be next to me He smelled of leather and all man and hell if I wasn’t on board

As he flagged down Piper, I took in the orn black jeans and scuffed boots He was perfect

Sending a silent request of approval with a mere look at bestie, I waited for Bailey’s response We’d known each other since freshe, so she read my question easily and answered with a barely perceptible nod