I’ve spent a lot of years as a hit-it-and-quit-it player only seeking a good time. As Vice President of the Lost Kings Motorcycle Club, willing women are never in short supply. <br />I never needed any of them for more than one night. <br />Until I met her. <br />My perfect woman. Like a damn mermaid, she was beautiful, smart, sexy, and slippery as fuck. <br />I thought I’d convinced her we’d be good together long-term, but then she disappeared without a word. <br />Two years. <br />That’s how long it’s been since I saw her. <br />Just as I finally moved on, my mythical woman resurfaces. <br />She forgot to mention one little thing before she vanished. <br />One small secret growing up into a big lie. <br />It’s a betrayal too big to overcome. <br />I should hate her. <br />Even though she’s heartbreak wrapped in a seductive package. <br />I want her more than ever.
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