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Chapter1
“Oh my God,”the blonde cried out. She jumped off the front porch of the Blue Angels’ clubhouse and sauntered toward me. She was all legs and confidence.
“Oh my God, what?” I asked warily.
She grinned. “Your jacket. Is it vintage?”
I nodded and smiled slightly.
“Wicked.” Her blue eyes raked over me, lingering on my feet. “First time?”
“First time what?”
“First time at a biker party?”
I paused. “Is it that obvious?”
“Kinda. It’s the shoes. Dead giveaway.”
I looked down at her feet to see what she was wearing. Black ankle boots with spikes that were somehow tasteful.
“Love the color of your toenails, though,” she said.
“Thanks.”
“I’m Willa.”
“Brooklyn,” I replied.
“So, are you here alone?” she pressed.
I nodded.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I feel like it’s my duty to stick to your side and make sure nothing happens to you.”
“What do you mean, make sure nothing happens to me?” I asked in alarm. “Are you saying—”
“Shit.” She shook her head. “I didn’t mean it the way it came out. It’s just, well, these parties can be a lot. Especially if you’ve never been to one. They’re good guys though, trust me.” She gestured over her shoulder to the two men on the front porch who were watching us with interest.
“Are you…dating one of them?” I asked.
Her eyes widened and she burst into laughter.
“What’s so funny?” a dark-haired guy called out.
“She asked if I was dating one of you,” she replied.
They both started to laugh, and I felt my cheeks heat.
“I’ve known those two since we were kids. We’re like The Three Musketeers,” she announced.
“Oh.” I smiled sheepishly.
“Duke.” She pointed to the man with dark hair and dimples. Then she gestured to the blond. “Savage. Come meet them, then we’ll get you a beer. Promise.”
She stepped away from me, toward her friends. I began to follow her when the front door of the clubhouse burst open. Two men covered in leather and ink spilled onto the porch, their fists colliding. One of the men clocked the other in the jaw, sending him reeling.
I couldn’t move out of the way fast enough and the heavily muscled man who’d been punched rammed into me, sending me flying. I tumbled off the porch steps and landed on my back, my head smacking the ground. Air whooshed from my lungs as my bones rattled from the impact.
