Bull plays as hard as he works in the MC, and he likes his life just the way it is. No commitments and a different woman in his bed every night. But a sweet little nurse catches his attention and before he knows it he's dealing with more than just trouble in the club.
I found his crooked grin a turn-on, and I scolded myself for letting my libido get out of hand. The waitress showed up with our beers, and I noticed that a couple more buttons had been undone on her uniform. I watched Bull to see if he noticed, and just as I’d expected, his eyes dropped from her smiling face to the deep cleavage she had on display. When she bent over to set his beer down her boobs practically popped out of her top.
I rolled my eyes internally and brushed off the mild unexpected jealousy I felt. The man was not even my type, but then my type hadn’t been working out for me so well lately. The waitress moved to set my beer down, all the while keeping her eyes on Bull.
"Thanks for the beer," I said, because I’d been taught to be polite. "And the view."
Bull had just taken a drink and practically snorted out his first mouthful. The woman's smile dropped and her head snapped my way. Our eyes met as she straightened up. I kept the friendly smile on my face, undaunted by the sharpness turning her eyes to stone. What, did she think she wasn't being obvious?
"I'll be right back with your meals." She spun around and left.
I caught the humor in Bull's eyes. "She doesn't know that we're not together. What gives her the right to come on to you like that?" I laughed softly, reaching for my beer. "She'll probably spit in my food now."
His deep chuckle caused goose bumps to run down my spine. "Hate to burst your bubble, Sprite, but she knows we're not together."
My smile disappeared. "Why? Is she your girlfriend?"
He shook his head. "She knows my type."
"And what's your type?"
*Explicit language and adult situations. Book can be read as a standalone but recommend the series be read in order.
Hit it and quit it!
That seems to be the motto of the Sentinels MC, but Ace is convinced it's the only way for him to go. At 47, the scarred veteran isn't going to change his ways. He's a cold-hearted, bad-ass biker and the enforcer of the club. Women flock to him for bragging rights but Emerson, a sweet little bartender, wants more. And she sets out to show Ace what he can have with one woman who cares.
He works both side of the law, and answers to no one. A loner on the road most of the time, he doesn't have time to devote to building a serious relationship. Besides, they can get messy. So he sticks to one night stands. He never takes them home. And he won't introduce them to his mama. But that all changes when he meets a little firecracker by the name of Lulu.