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“How about you?” Zeke asks.

“Only piano,” I shrug.

“That’s rad,” Zeke grins. He leans in a little closer. “I’d like to play for you sometime,” He says and his smile is shy.

“I’d like that,” I answer, and Zeke reaches down to grasp my hand.

I can’t look at him. I can’t be doing this. I can’t be feeling these things. When Zeke touches me, there’s a jolt of electricity. Rex still has his arm wrapped around me, and it feels the same. If I look over at Gunner, my heart will race. I can’t be experiencing this connection with these bikers after everything I’ve been told.

What have I gotten myself into?

For the millionth time in the past twenty-four hours, I’m about to plummet into a black hole of worry. Then there’s a brief but brilliant flash of light behind the sprawling compound building at the very edge of the property’s perimeter. It’s followed by a roar that causes the very ground beneath us to tremble.

The music switches off abruptly and some women let out little shrieks.

“Get inside!” A deep voice bellows.

I hear the sound of high heels clicking against the pavement, but my feet seem frozen to the ground.

I have no idea what’s happening, but I hear the sound of gunfire. I’m too terrified to move one single inch.

Chapter 14

Zeke

It’s chaos.

First, the explosion. I could tell just by the sound of it that someone breached our perimeter.

And, now, the sound of gunfire. To be precise, I hear the sound of automatic weapons.

I’m the first to reach our emergency stockpile in the garage. We might not carry at our own cookouts, but there’s always a stash nearby.

When I open the cabinet, I see the long row of rifles. I pass out a few guns to my brothers before selecting a machine gun for myself.

That’ll do it,I think.That’s what you get if you come into our fucking house.

I’m ready to blow these motherfuckers away. I run out of the garage, ready to find a position, aim, and fire.

The Grim Riders will be the last thing they ever see.

But whoever has dared to cross us definitely has some firepower. It can’t be anybody local because we’re the ones with the goods. The Grim Riders control all of the gunrunning in the Southern United States, so who the fuck is this?

Then I see her.

Goldie’s still standing there, right next to the picnic table. Her golden skin has gone pale and her blue eyes are open wide. I realize that she’s absolutely frozen in fear.

Poor Goldie,I think and a smile comes over my lips. She’s so soft. I have to remember that she’s the preacher’s daughter. She’s not cut out for this life at all.

But she is mine.

I knew it the very second that I laid eyes on her. It was instantaneous. It was primal. I’ve never felt this way about a woman before.

It’s a good thing that I have enough crazy for the both of us.

I change course and sprint in Goldie’s direction. That’s my woman and I have to get her to safety. There will be time to deal with our enemy after.

But they’re getting closer.

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