Property of Baffle
Nell
I married a stranger.
That stranger happened to be the vice president of a motorcycle club and not the fluffy bunny type of biker either. My new husband was part of a club that had one hell of an outlaw reputation. He also had a close female friend back home with her own plan to marry him one day. She refused to take “No” for an answer.
There were signs from the very beginning that this was not meant to work out. Waking up married to a stranger in Vegas should have been the first. Still, the way he made my heart race faster with just one smoldering look was reason enough to give it the old college try, even if I ended with nothing more than a broken heart in the end.
Baffle
Our start wasn’t conventional.
Thanks to my family and close friends, her introduction to my life was downright hostile.
Maybe I was a selfish man, but I refused to let her go.
In spite of everything we faced, there was just something about Nell that kept me coming back for more and made me unwilling to give her up.
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