![]() “It wouldn’t, which is another thing I’ll have to listen to the brothers complain about when I come back on the fifth.” “Not to your face, but they will behind your back.” Making a mocking face at Shade, she picked up a roll of bubble wrap, carrying it to the mailing station to slide onto the empty rolling arm. “I’m just restocking the supplies, so when work starts back up on the third, you won’t have to listen to everyone complaining it wasn’t done before they left for the holidays.” ![]() Jewell used her hip to shove a sheaf of unmade boxes onto the metal shelf next to her. “What are you doing here? I thought you left an hour ago.” ![]() Until … she reached the curve in the road where she had to make a choice.Įither leave The Last Riders to continue the ride with a man who might ultimately give her that winning hand, or leave him. ![]() Until … she didn’t want to ride with anyone else. Until … she found out the road ahead wouldn’t be the same without him. Of course that didn’t prevent her from taking him out for a test drive, either. ![]() While one out of three sucked, it wasn’t worth her giving up The Last Riders for. The one that hurt the most was Reaper.īut, even with the dagger that had been lodged deep in her heart, she still held hope that this time, finally, she would be given the winning hand.Īnd what do you think she was given? Not the hot, badass biker she was expecting. One by one, she watched The Last Riders find their happily ever after with women who weren’t her. ![]()
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