I wasn't supposed to run.
I was supposed to say "I do" in a twelve-thousand-dollar dress in front of four hundred people who'd already decided my future. Instead, I climbed out a bathroom window, kicked off my heels, and ran barefoot down a Montana highway until my feet bled.
He found me on the side of the road. Leather cut, scarred hands, eyes like whiskey in firelight. A man who had no reason to stop — and every reason to keep riding.
But he stopped.
He gave me a helmet, a ride, and something I'd never had before — a choice that was entirely mine.
Now my family wants me back. My ex-fiancé won't let go. And the biker who gave me freedom is becoming the one thing I can't walk away from.
I spent twenty-six years in a gilded cage. Chains was supposed to be my escape.
So why does falling for him feel like finally coming home?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
I was supposed to say "I do" in a twelve-thousand-dollar dress in front of four hundred people who'd already decided my future. Instead, I climbed out a bathroom window, kicked off my heels, and ran barefoot down a Montana highway until my feet bled.
He found me on the side of the road. Leather cut, scarred hands, eyes like whiskey in firelight. A man who had no reason to stop — and every reason to keep riding.
But he stopped.
He gave me a helmet, a ride, and something I'd never had before — a choice that was entirely mine.
Now my family wants me back. My ex-fiancé won't let go. And the biker who gave me freedom is becoming the one thing I can't walk away from.
I spent twenty-six years in a gilded cage. Chains was supposed to be my escape.
So why does falling for him feel like finally coming home?
Genre: Romantic Suspense