Page 75 of Bound to the Bikers


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“So what do you think?” Blade wraps his arms around me and pulls my back to his chest. “Did we do okay?”

“Is the apartment furnished yet?”

“It is,” says Blade.

“And the bed’s made,” adds Ripper.

“And the ceremony’s pretty much over,” says Alpha.

“Then why don’t we go up and I’ll show you guys exactly how much I appreciate this.”

“Fucking save me,” groans Dad in the background, but the rest of the club cheers and whoops. Nicky gives me a high five.

We lock the front door behind us and go upstairs, and we celebrate, over and over.

I never thought I was cut out for the biker life, but it turns out, I just needed to find the right bikers, and the right life.

Or maybe it needed to find me.

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