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124 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 9, 2020
“How will the people we killin’ going to know it’s a killin’ shed if there’s no sign?”
“They will know, and so will the cops,” Bear points out, dropping his bag at his feet.
Preppy pointing to the sign. “No, they would never think that a place with a sign that says killin’ shed is an actual killin’ shed. Duh, Bear, it’s common reverse psychology. Or don’t you have books at your big bad biker playhouse?”
“Clubhouse,” Bear growls.
"When you're feeling weak, I'll be strong for you. If you can't see, I'll be your eyes. If you can't hear, I'll guide you." - King to Ray
It's possible to be a bad boy yet a great man.
“Hey, Pup.” His voice is a deep bravado that tugs on every nerve-ending in my body. I thought it would fade over time, but it hasn’t. Every day with him only amplifies my feelings.
Heart and body.
“I’m behind you. All the way. Always.”
King shakes his head and lifts my chin so my eyes meet his. “No, Pup, your place isn’t behind me. It is, and has always been, beside me.”
“When you’re felling weak, I’ll be strong for you. If you can’t see, I’ll be your eyes. If you can’t hear, I’ll guide you. We’re only weak when we’re not a team. Together? We’re un-fucking-stoppable.”
My heart constricts in my chest. “You take my breath away.”
King holds my gaze. “You are my fucking breath.”