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So yeah, she was dealing with it, and she’d continue to do so until it blew up in her face As dangerous and unhealthy as her unconventional therapyin the corner of her house as she’d done for the first threeher rescue

It’d been a while since she thought about the rescue About the mysterious biker who’d saved her life and delivered her to the hospital He was the man who’d seen her at her very worst and somehow, he’d knohat she needed He’d known not to touch her both because she’d freak at the touch of a man and because she’d needed to climb off that bed and walk outside on her oo feet

Needed to salvage sonity

And he let her

Even though he was her savior, and she owed him her life and then some, he represented the worst possible moments in her existence Not to e placing blaht of her rescuer Like a true coward, she avoided the entire city limits of Townsend, his motorcycle club’s territory

She sure as hell hoped to never run across the biker again

CHAPTER THREE

SHIT HAD BLOWN with the club

Froo, it’d been one explosion after another

Copper, the club’s president, had been kidnapped

Boom

They’d rescued hiiant red-bearded man stabbed and beaten to a pulp

Boom

Rusty, Copper’s psychopathic brother was murdered