he tells me shaking his head.
“Are my brothers okay?” I ask, feeling guilty that this hadn’t been my first question.
“Last I saw they were all fine. That’s why I’m here—Max told me to come,” he says. “We don’t have long, he gave me an opening—he told me that if I care about you as much as I say I do then we should get out of here. He told me either we leave tonight or all bets are off.” Brian looks at me earnestly as the enormity of what he’s asking me to do dawns on me.
“You’re asking me to leave everything? My brothers, my life here, and to go with you?” I ask, making sure I understand.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m asking. This is the real thing, Case, and it doesn’t come along very often. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I gave up on us; we’re stronger than all of this,” he says, gesturing to his bloody face and probably broken ribs.
“I know,” I say softly. “I’ll be right back.” Before he has the chance to say anything else, I rush into the house. I pull out a pad and a pen from the kitchen cupboard and scrawl a note down.
‘I’ve gone with Brian. I’ll come back when the truce is back in place. Until then, Brian and I will have to be together somewhere else. I love you all. Cx’
I pin the note to the front door and race down the steps to Brian, jumping on the back of his bike and holding him around his waist, careful to avoid the tender areas of his body. “Where are we going?” I ask.
“It doesn’t matter,” he replies, turning slightly to plant a kiss on my forehead, “anywhere is home if we’re together,” he says as he turns the engine over and we speed away from my home and eventually from the town I grew up in.
It turns out Brian was right, where we went didn’t matter; all that mattered was that we were together. So that’s how I find myself here, in a much less poetic version of ‘Romeo and Juliet.’ Our story has more leather and motorcycles than the original. Brian and I know that we can’t run away from our problems for long; we know that they’re going to catch up with us eventually. I’m still waiting for Max’s message, to tell me that it’s safe to go home, that the truce is back on and that Brian and I can be together without setting off a cycle of violence and pain. But for now, it’s just us and the open road and, for now, that’s all we need.
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They stopped looking for Shane Perry fifteen years ago.
They did all they could do; filed reports, dragged the lake, and finally presumed him dead. The high school football field lit up with candlelight at his memorial, and mourners gathered to gaze at his glossy image: youthful and tall with a heart melting grin.
Bikes and bikers are all Maggie Rice has ever known.
She was riding before she could walk and switching out clutch plates by junior high. She was a quirky, fiery haired tomboy and it was her dream to ride with the 417s. Formerly her father’s crew, they all had a hand in raising her after his passing. Now that she ran her own garage, it seemed her chance had arrived at last.
When the ghost of Shane Perry rides into town, he threatens to spoil it all.
The day of her initiation into the 417s, Shane waltzed back into town as if he’d only been gone the weekend, and his first order of business was to crush her chance at happiness. No woman was going to ride in Shane Perry’s gang, not ever, and certainly not his closest childhood friend.
Maggie doesn’t believe for one second his arrival is coincidental.
Was it possible to hate and love a man at the same time? Where had Shane been all those years and why was he back? And when the Hell did he get so damned gorgeous?
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Allison Russell has a special knack for getting into trouble.
An intoxicating mix of beauty and bravado, she made her