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wrist and force him to stop walking. He faces me and I say, “I thought…when the gunshot went off…that he had shot you.” He cups my face in his hands and kisses my lips. His hands are trembling.
     
    “You weren’t afraid when you were planning to kill a man and he had a gun pointed at you,” I say, taking his shaky hands into my own.
     
    “I still wouldn’t be afraid to kill him or be afraid to die. I’m afraid of what you think of me now, though. I never wanted you to see the inhumane side of me.”
     
    I wrap my arms around his waist and press my lips against his frantic heart. “I think you’re a good man that had his back against the wall. I think that you love me.”
     
    “You should know that I love you,” he says and I smile.
     
    “I do.”
     
    ***
     
    “In the matter of The State of New York versus Robert Wright , on the count of murder in the first degree, how do you find?” the judge asks.
     
    The foreman stares down at the paper he has in front of him. A century seems to pass before he answers with a single word, “Guilty.”
     
    I bounce to my feet and embrace Tobey. He wraps his arms around me, bows his head and our lips touch. We turn to see Wright as he is dragged to a door in the back of the court.
     
    “The law is pretty cool when this happens,” he tells me and I grin.
     
    “But that doesn’t mean that you’re going to start obeying the law, does it?” I ask.
     
    “No,” he says.
     
    “Good,” I say. “I don’t know if I’d like you if you changed too much.”
     
    The crowd in the courtroom begins to disperse and we follow them out.  Tobey takes my hand and leads me out to his Harley-Davidson, as it gleams bright red under the sunlight.
     
    “Can I take you home?” he asks, holding out a small, black helmet.
     
    I take the helmet and say, “You can take me back to your cabin. I never got to see your bedroom.”
     
    He laughs, grabs me around the waist, and squeezes my body against his. At the same time, his lips crush mine. His kisses soften after a few seconds, as his fingers slide into my hair. Electricity runs through my veins every time he touches me. The lightning storm is over, but the power and light of our love still strikes through the sky. 
     

 
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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?
     
    ***
     
    Allison Russell has a special knack for getting into trouble.

An intoxicating mix of beauty and bravado, she made her living unearthing things certain people would rather remain buried: stolen goods, dirty secrets, and more than a little trouble. She lived for the thrill of the hunt,